| You may believe that your house is bleak and you're leaving | |
| But there's a gulf between what it is that you see and what you should be seeing | |
| You may believe that your house is bleak and you're leaving | |
| But there's a gulf between what it is that you see and what you should be seeing | |
| And you open like a flower | |
| And I open too | |
| I have found that what you seek | |
| Is the perfect flower and it is in you | |
| And I only wish you knew | |
| The way I see it (What do you see?) | |
| The world is upside down (Upside down?) | |
| Is it me? (Can it be?) | |
| Or is it in your hands? | |
| So go on now sweet prince | |
| And let me lead you on | |
| And close your eyes to blindly look at the sun | |
| You fall below the silver screen | |
| Of knowledge, it's a perfect dream | |
| Rubicon's old bridges burn | |
| You turn, they are ablaze | |
| Great divide is getting bigger | |
| Home to no one, you are are nowhere | |
| The Sandman takes you there | |
| You'll be sleeping on the pillow | |
| Where the night becomes her hair | |
| Climbing through the buttonhole | |
| And falling up the stairs | |
| Go on go on go on | |
| So go on now sweet prince | |
| And let me lead you on | |
| Close your eyes to blindly look at the sun |