He saw her in the distance a blue eyed beauty fair...
and hair of crimson black...

One day Ill be coming home
the earths streets no longer to roam...

Do you ever wonder what will happen when you run...
when you've said everything so many times you...

I know its pathetic
But I just want to be loved...

To walk away from all life's pain
to just be myself again...

Wander in this peaceful bliss
undamped solitude...

Life takes many turns the road seems far to long
words used to seem so elegant now they seem so...

Little ballerina don't dance so fast
give unto Me your broken past...

Love is but a foolish game
that many have yet dared to play...

The company had all gone home
restless words were free to roam...

One last time to say goodbye
one last tear yet to cry...

Just after sunrise the birds all begin they're...
a little old woman in her garden...