When a familiar face loses meaning and place
And through every lens you can hardly make sense
Of the world you are in

The signs on the road are marked so unclear
So how will I know when you get here, my dear?
This is my fear

Tessera, tessera
Que sera, que sera

I’m taking my time
I’m taking my time

Look in my hands at the pieces and plans
The signs on the wall crumble and fall
She wrote it all

Tеssera, tessera
Quе sera, que sera

I’m taking my time
I’m taking my time
I’m wasting my time
I’m wasting my time
The space between is my way of being
Lost in the sound
What will be will be, and has always been
That’s the world you’re in now
That’s the world you’re in now

Tessera, tessera
Que sera, que sera

I’m taking my time
I’m taking my time
I’m wasting my time
I’m wasting my time