Chorus (Choir)
Blinding night, manic call. Broken backs against the wall
Sunken eyes and sallowed dreams, and broken hearts and endless needs
But sun light beams like dewdrops fall, and frees the binding of it all.
And shines upon the perfect world to be.

Verse
Where in the world can I find the perfect girl?
She sings and she sighs and she's not so far away.
Now I'll take the chance to remove myself from the world.
And it seems that it's time and I'll soon find another way.

Oh, can she free the binding of it all?
To slip away like night to day and crumble like a broken wall.
I sing for the day when the night is dead,
And the song that I sing echos in my head,
And the girl that appeared in a dream to me,
Is she standing right in front of me?