Lust to love,
Duck to dove...

The wind blows cold,
She sits in the rocker...

The rain falls down,
I dare not make a sound...

This is a story,
Of a girl...

Duty calls,
I mustn't fall...

Loneliness sets in,
And again it begins...

Sad and cold,
Alone and old...

You're queen of this world,
Top of the bees...

Alone and broken,
Lost and distraught...

Broken friendships are beginning to mend...
Lets start all over again...

I want to see my friends,
But along with them comes the people...

Please dont cry my love,
Let me wipe away your tears...