You were a painting, little Dorian Gray,
Amongst the poppies, you dreamily lay
Less vain, I believe, and kind-hearted too,
I found you in the middle of an inquisitive stare
Are you good, are you worthy, are you pretty, are you fair
Indeed, my dear, no worry to be had
Just look up! up! Get out of your head
You've been drawing empty circles around your bed
It's time to move away, into the clear
You deserve freedom from heaviness, worry, fear
It's right in front of you, with, for, and inside you
Don't think twice, it's the only thing that's true
There's a deep well of beauty, a greater love than you ever knew
Come closer, closer, let it consume you,
Dear Dorian, moody blue,
You're worthy, you're worthy,
I promise it's true
