Deadly nightshade Poison hemlock Feathered serpent Born from teardrops
Some say she’s crazy To others she’s wise To you she brings trouble In a beguiling guise The answers she seeks You pretend to know But the path she walks You cannot follow
Wild and free Like waves on the shore She may love you for a while But she will never be yours
Her promise is empty Though your love be true Her heart is full And there’s no room for you
There in the cards Dealt by her hands Is written the fate Of a heartbroken man
