[Verse 1]
A rich belief that no one sees you
Your ribbon cut from all the fates and
Some hound of hell looking for handouts
The breath between things no one says

[Pre-Chorus]
Author of a poor design
No one to steady your hand
All things lost in their own time
Where have you gone to?
Where have you gone to?

[Chorus]
Return to me
Return again
Return to me
Return again, hey

[Verse 2]
Some demimonde astride the crossing
You’re reaching for a life-like face
You stumble to thе cellar door and
Your fragments glitter thе eyelids of a child

[Pre-Chorus]
Author of a poor design
No one to steady your gaze
And all the things a pound of flesh can’t buy
Where have you gone to?
Where have you gone to?
[Chorus]
To return to me?
To return again?
Return to me
Return again