[00:16.700]An ordinary face stares out a window frosted, it's coldoutside
[00:33.030]And ordinary fingers trace geometric shapes into the glass
[00:46.430]Ordinarily her mind's at ease but on grey autumn days likethese
[00:54.550]A question haunts and breaks the fragile peace
[00:59.830]Can a bauble ruled by whim possibly be bought
[01:07.750]be accepted by the masses, framed and catalogued?
[01:14.760]Cuz the dreamer never wins, its wings must wet and withering
[01:22.900]Give away its spirit, blown loosely in the wind
[01:59.290]Misplaced faerie trying to and oh it cannot know where tolook
[02:06.590]Mystical heart can't understand
[02:11.080]Suddenly the glass flings outward, early morning air isoffered
[02:18.200]Thick and drunk in - in by hope-starved lungs
[02:24.950]you can blood red lips and dragon laughter,
[02:29.740]dreams of happy ever after, too unfit for ordinary minds?
[02:38.270]Can a bauble ruled by whim possibly be bought
[02:46.370]be accepted by the masses, framed and catalogued?
[02:53.370]Cuz the dreamer never wins, its wings must wet and withering
[03:01.560]Give away its spirit, blown loosely in the wind
[03:08.630]Can a bauble ruled by whim possibly be bought
[03:16.640]be accepted by the masses, framed and catalogued
[03:23.580]Cuz the dreamer never wins, its wings must wet and withering
[03:31.570]Give away its spirit, blown loosely in the wind~