The face of the moon and the sun were visible to none The moth of the dark drew light, as the butterfly took flight The pale glow of solemn eyes in the winter snow From the depths rose an ancient soul A book of truth and a sword of stone You, you, you You, you, you Even though you are the one The one that makes this feel so, oh, so real Even though you are the one The one that makes this feel so, oh, so real The pale glow of solemn eyes in the winter snow From the depths rose an ancient soul A book of truth and a sword of stone Even though you are the one Even, even though you are the one Even though you are the one Even though you are the one You, you, you