Crowned by decades
Mired in semantic routine
The fields of my love lay fallow
And unsown

What's the use in chance
If you can't load the dice?
Fate is just a rose tinted word
For a world without reason

There must've been a better turn
But I never saw it coming
All of my love
All of my love

What's the use in chance
If you can't load the dice?
Fate is just a rose tinted word
For a world without reason