Late one evening she's walking 'round a lake In hope of finding a place to hide away She doesn't know how much time it will take Until this night of grief becomes a colourful day
Flowers fade away When the cloud that came this morning doesn't stay That's the game of love It's like catching birds flying too high above
As the sun woke up, the moon was waving goodbye Another sleepless night like many others before Now she is rubbing the sleep out off her eyes Wond'ring if this ship is ever reaching a shore
