Laying idle, you're fading fast,
A refugee to this mist...

Stripped of all my pride,
Broken, on the floor...

What is this pain which holds me now,
Can I let it go...

My father was a stern, strong man,
Full of power and pride...

Pieces of my soul,
Scattered on this sheet...

My heart is empty,
Scarred by my past...

Who turned the radio on?
My heart breaking to a melody...

Petals in the breeze,
Green, blue and red...

Daughter of Eve,
Why do you cry...

I do not know this place,
Where we have come to be...

A heart is pounding in a chest,
It cannot stop...

Alone she sits on a hill,
Her mind drinking in the memory...