You're Aesthetic perfection
has fooled me once again.
You'll always be the only one who feels like home.
And with your hollow words and your plastic smile,
you have the most beautiful name I've ever cursed.
Yet, I wait for you to find your way into my arms.
(Chorus)
And I'd wait here till you find your way,
I would wait here all my life.
I'd spend the rest of my days praying for
an end to this mystery.
Though this dichotomy
has brought me to my knees,
you'll always be the only one who feels like home.
And yet the seasons change
and with it does your charm.
Summer's end has come and with it misery.
Yet I wait for you to find your way to my arms.
(Chorus)
(You must) Find a way,
(Right back) in my arms again.
(I'd give) anything,
(just to) feel that warmth again.
