She stands in the shadows so alone
but free from illusion she finds home.
Cold is her world death is the fate
she turns away no love but hate.
Tired of waiting no more mabe's
cause gone with the wind is this angel baby.
Never turn back for all thats left
is ashes and laughter of hope and dreams
pain and unwanted love.
I did love you
More than the world and life itself
But now I move on
Clean of pasts shelf
Sorry |