This world, a stage, this world, a stage,
a world of fleeting things,
to love within,
who truly knows the way?
This world, a stage, this world, a stage,
to love within,
who truly knows the way?
Thousands profess their love,
thousands profess their love,
but to endure,
who truly knows the way?
This world, a stage, within the heart,
to dwell, who knows the way?
This world, a stage, within the heart,
to dwell, who knows the way?
Destroyers abound in millions,
destroyers abound in millions,
but to create,
who truly knows the way?
This world, a stage...
You turn your gaze away,
toward whom shall I now turn?
Toward whom shall I now turn?
You, tell me, of love's tale,
who truly knows the way?
This world, a stage...
Of faithfulness, they boast so loud,
in this world, they all,
in this world, they all,
but to vanish for devotion's sake,
who truly knows the way?
Thousands profess their love,
thousands profess their love,
but to endure,
who truly knows the way?
This world, a stage,
to love within,
who truly knows the way?
This world, a stage...
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