There was a boy, a very fair one
He looked for joy because he had felt lonesome
And no one cared for his love that was so deep inside
While his beauty made it's mark and while his mind was too slight
And now, now he's running straight
To the world that no one knows
And now, now he's running straight
Far from beauty and neon fame...
But would he stay, we did not know. There would be sails to float my life
But to ask him how, to ask him how was that his frame of mind
So his friends, they took no breath will be in his lands (Not sure about this one)
His beauty changing into fear of, to learn at once in beauty's lands
And now, now he's running straight
To the world that no one knows
And now, now he's running straight
Far from beauty and neon fame...
