With a solar knife I split the sky
And walk right in between
To search the answers to every "why?"
Where I have seen the unseen

I stole the colour of night
To get out of your sight
I am the Visionaire
Follow me if you dare...

I count the stars in my hands
And dream myself strong
To watch them twinkle on [bad word] 
As once a year in midwinter songs

I stole the colour of night
To get out of your sight
I am the Visionaire
Follow me if you dare...