Let this starlight be my guide
Let it show all that we have to hide
All that glitters is never gold
This charade has grown so very old
They say the grass is greener on that other side
But their twisted wisdom I cannot abide
Why should I always search for what I already know
Why should I leave to go where the wind blows
A romantic heart hidden in a cynic's facade
The truth inside has clawed and clawed
Waiting to be free I slowly bow
A sweet goodbye to those lies, I vow
Silver starlight unwind the webs in my path
Lift this anger and contemptuous wrath
