Taking back a piece of heaven
to keep it safe here for you
In my eternal garden of mystery 
we can hide for a while
Chasing after sunbeams
and moonbeams alike

We can rest in the still waters
of dreams and denial
For really, what is love
but a labyrinth for the souls
that are made with a strong heart
Tender and raw with emotion 

You must believe me when I say
I never meant to confuse us this way
I'd like a piece of sanity right now
to pretend like I am not paralyzed
by fear of what we might become
It is not the dark I quiver before 

I dare not think of what I stand to lose