Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl

frozen in the headlights, it seems I've made the final sacrifice

(Raise it up, we raise it up)

I look around but I can't found you, if only I could see your face

Instead of rushing towards the skyline I wish that I could just be brave

I most become a lion hearted girl ready for a fight, before I make the final sacrifice

(Raise it up, we raise it up)

And in the spring I shed my skin and it blows away with the changing wind

The water turn from blue to red, as towards the sky I offer it

This is a gift, it comes with a price

who is the lamb and who is the knife?

Midas is king and he holds me so tight and turns me to gold in the sunlight.