Like a swan, he is graceful...
Full of pride...and full of joy...

Like a swan, he is graceful...
Full of pride...and full of joy...

This love I have for you, is what some call...
This strong feeling of happiness you share is soon...

His eyes writhing in his face,
His face wan and withering...

You took over my sweet dreams last night,
oh how everything seemed so right...

Yesterdays desires; memories are becoming dim,
Dying inside, falling apart, just because of him...