You invent so much good stuff
I, naive, just fall for it
You promise me a wooden house up on the moon
The more I want to see you
No matter how much life gives up on me
My punishment is to live chained to you
Even if I die trying to change you
When you know I only have eyes for you
Is the judge, and the more it condemns me the more I want to see you
No matter how much life gives up on me
My punishment is to live chained to you
Even if I die trying to change you
I try to understand the reason for the illusion
Between the sword and the sky
Between the sky and what's mine
I know I'm gonna lose myself