As she sits uopn the moonlight night,
and watchs the world go by.
She feels that a part of her is lost,
lost deep within a time as she continue.

To sit among the stars,
she questions the realities of love.
As her heart beats like a sliver ring,
around a beating drum.

Her eyes mark each day with gold,
like a child that colors the world.
And still she carrys such a load,
she feels time has turned her cold.

She watch him in her dreams at night,
he is something she cannot explain.
As she sits upon her bed let the tears,
that fall down her face and think about him.