When in dreams we first awaken
From the chances rarely taken,
When we find we are mistaken
And we lack a place to run,
When in time we find despairing
An emotion not worth sharing,
When denied the warmth of caring,
Is it true we are undone?

I am no crying child inside,
I am no fool who fights the tide.
My dreams have met no early death,
I feel no pressure to my breath.

Raise me higher, in your mind.
I swear to you in time you'll find
That placed upon your pedestal,
As it must be, someday I'll fall.

If at first we are succeeded,
If 'begin' finds us defeated,
When we doubt that we are needed,
Is that really pain?
When we cross a love that strangles
Like a vine of many tangles,
Is that not a lust that mangles?
Love that's like a chain?

I am no blunted ivory charm,
I am no paige to false alarm.
My many wells have yet to dry,
I hold no secret wish to die.

Here between the moon and stars,
Your adulation knows no bars.
But I've a secret, with this crown:
There's nowhere left to go but down.

If, by turns, you're dour and manic,
When existence makes you panic,
If your passion's inorganic,
Then this is how we part.
If my piece is tough to follow,
If my words are ringing hollow,
Know that you've been hard to swallow.
You doomed us at the start.

How high you raised me! That my faults
Were blended out like melting salts!
When will you see me as I can?
Not a god, but just a man.