A sense of dutynWas my one intentionnAnd an ugly beautynWas my own inventionnPride a proud refusalnAnd I refusenTo need your approvalnToo many seekersnToo few beaconsnBut through the fognWe'll keep on beamingnnThrough the crying hoursnOf your glitter yearsnAll the living outnOf your tinsel tearsnAnd the midnight trainsnI never maden'Cause I'd alreadynPlayed the gamennEverybody'snGot their own good reasonnWhy their favorite seasonnIs their favorite seasonnWinter winnersnAnd those summers sonsnAren't good for everyonenAren't good for everyonenSpring has sprungnAnd autumns well donenSo well donennAnd it's a better thingnThat we do nownForgetting everythingnThe whys and how'snWhile you reminiscenAbout the things you missnYou won't be readynTo kiss goodbyennThe earth is a worldnThe world is a ballnA ball in a gamenWith no rules at allnAnd just as I wondernAt the beauty of it allnYou go and drop itnAnd it breaks and fallsnnI'll never understandnWhy you thought I wouldnNeed to be reassurednAnd be understoodnWhen I always knewnThat your bad's my goodnAnd I was readynReady to be lovednnBorn under marsnWith Jupiter risingnFallen from starsnThat lit my horizonnnI'll never understandnWhy you thought I wouldnNeed to be reassurednAnd be understoodnWhen I always knewnThat your bad's my goodnAnd I was readynReady to bennThrough the crying hoursnOf your glitter yearsnAll the living outnOf your tinsel tearsnAnd the midnight trainsnI never maden'Cause I'd alreadynPlayednnIt's a better thingnThat we do nownForgetting everythingnThe whys and how'snWhile you reminiscenAbout the things you missnYou won't be readynTo kiss goodbye