There's a sweet thing that cries when it dies. I recognize. Will this be the last? Don't you try to stare me down. Even the day has looked her away. The queen of my dreams knows again I am to bow before I begin.
Why oh why, why do I, try to fly to the sky. [x3]
Now the hour has past, much too fast. I think we should leave it at that. Can't you see, it is there exploding, exploding into air.
Give it up yeah, give it up yeah, give it up yeah, give it up. [x4]