When I think of the void of you
And the things we went through...

The old nurse asked for lotion on her skin.
Shes ninety-five years old and still rolling...

Pinocchio told her that her was friend wise.
She said yes but that she is a little shy...

And as Pinocchio and the squirrel were sitting...
Came a voice from behind a bush that was almost...

Came the red robin to visit me, again.
She let me know she was still my friend...

Robin asked Pinocchio why did he want to become a...
Was it the lure of being like humans down through...

The feeling I get with you around.
Dancing with my feet off the ground...

If he calls it love will it go away?
Will he take me for granted and stay...

Hell is such a lonely place.
Can't we just occupy space...

Sweet dreams, Baby no matter where you are.
Visiting the lonely or on some distant star...

As I stand peering at tabula rasa's portal
I remember that time when I was so mortal...

I sat with my queen's hand on mine.
Her throne was to the right kind...