She plucks the petals one by one,
Lets them fall and hit the ground...

Picturing the past:
I lie here dreaming up scene after scene...

As a little girl I used to prance,
I thought I looked just like her...

She smiles from behind the locked door as she...
Such a strong, melodic, angelic voice...

Running...
Away from it all...

She falls to her knees in the candle-lit dungeon,
The blood trickles from the corners of her mouth...

I walk past your room;
It is still as you left it...

You always said youd tell the truth
That you would never fib or lie...

Sometimes you find a rare jewel,
A person who shares your taste and really...

I miss the sand between my toes,
The wind lifting up my hair...

As a child I was disturbed, I was raised amongst...
I didnt have a father and I hardly knew my mum...

Amongst the dark, menacing, twisting trees
in the forest as black as night...