We sang "The Cloths of Heaven", you looked us in the eye Set up in the garden, it was the shortest night People pull together, moth to the flame No fortune and no fame, just everybody feels the same I could tell you something and you'd tell me no lies Take my hand, my sister-queen of all the day and night The doers and the dreamers, all shades in between The castle has its queen and everybody's in the scene We might just change the world We're doing all right Safe in the arms of suffering The beauty life We might just change the world We're doing all right Safe in the arms of suffering The beauty life So I could tell you something and you'd tell me no lies Take my hand, my sister-queen of all the day and night