Where would you rather be?  Anywhere but here  When will the time be right?  Anytime but now    'On the edge of sleep, I was drifting for half the night  Anxious and restless, pressed down by the darkness  Bound up and wound up so tight'    So tight...     'So many decisions, a million revisions  Caught between darkness and light...'    Wilderness of mirrors  World of polished steel  Gears and iron chains  Turn the grinding wheel  I run between the shadows  Some are phantoms, some are real    Where would you rather be?  Anywhere but here  When will the time be right?  Anytime but now  Where would you rather be?  The doubt and the fear  I know would all disappear  Anywhere but here  Anywhere but here...    'On the edge of sleep, I heard voices behind the door  The known and the nameless, familiar and faceless  My angels and my demons at war'    At war...     'Which one will lose depends on what I choose  Or maybe which voice I ignore...'    Wilderness of mirrors  Streets of cold desire  My precious sense of honor  Just a shield of rusty wire  I hold against the chaos  And the cross of holy fire    Wilderness of mirrors  So easy to deceive  My precious sense of rightness  Is sometimes so naive  So that which I imagine  Is that which I believe    'On the edge of sleep, I awoke to a sun so bright  Rested and fearless, cheered by your nearness  I knew which direction was right'    Was right...     'The case had been tried by the jury inside  The choice between darkness and light...  The choice between darkness and light'