Im waking up so fast To see myself staring back at me I laugh and ask about What was this dream I had What am I trying to hide Lets hear the secret that you keep Ive been misunderstood Until it all came to me Its out there The state of blinded grace It keeps us waiting at the door Where is it The pantoms liberty Its hiding all that we know Were pushing back the time To breathe it in with a staffled grin I know I must admit Some things must go this way What am I trying to hide Lets hear the secret that you keep Ive been misunderstood Until it all came to me