Stand tall sisters,
Be a woman of all the flowers...

Look at me then look at the lady,
we're like mother like me...

The night is creeping in,
our time just begins...

You judge me from the cover, don't you?
You take me exactly how people think I am...

Through my windows I see,
Green grasses, leaves and trees...

Keep on walking, I told myself.
You can't stop just now, it's too late to turn...

I have been hunted down ,
by the darkness of the night...

To expect is to believe or think that something...
To expect is to wish or wait for something that...

I miss this smile.
I have lost it a while...

Lost , I've lost in love and fear,
when you're not so close nor near...

Would you run with your broken heart , sister?
Would you cry your tears out all nights like a...