Soprano:

An element of mystery,

A whispered breath of secrecy,

With eyes of topaz, ebon haired,

The dang'rous stuff of fantasy.

Tenor:

The element of loveliness,

Child of grace, e'en in stillness,

With eyes of velvet, silken haired,

And proffered hope of happiness.

Soprano:

His gentle voice, for me alone,

The hidden heart that I was shown,

The love in measure infinite,

And pain my disregard has sown.

Tenor:

Her tender voice whispered my name,

My heart consigned to burning pain,

My love and trust were given free,

And lightly given back again.

Soprano:

For he is gone, and my heart aches,

Too late realising my mistakes,

I loved him dear, and always will,

But 'tis too late, and my heart breaks.

Tenor:

She is gone; behind her follow,

Love and faith and hope, 'til hollow,

I stand, with only duty cold,

My pain to ease, and comfort sorrow.

Soprano:

I have still my chosen calling,

Evil still comes creeping, crawling,

I will protect my foolish world,

Evil's dark is ever falling.

Tenor:

I have still my chosen calling,

Evil still comes creeping, crawling,

What needs doing, so will be done,

And the foolish kept from falling.

Soprano:

An element of mystery,

That I yearn for in secrecy,

Those eyes of topaz, ebon hair,

That lost, forbidden fantasy

Tenor:

The element of loveliness,

Child of grace I'll ne'er possess,

Her eyes of velvet, silken hair,

And lying hope of happiness.

Finis