Sun been down for days

A pretty flower in a vase

A slipper by the fireplace

A cello lying in its case



Soon she’s down the stairs

Her morning elegance she wears

The sound of water makes her dream

Awoken by a cloud of steam

She pours a daydream in a cup

A spoon of sugar sweetens up



And she fights for her life

As she puts on her coat

And she fights for her life on the train

She looks at the rain

As it pours

And she fights for her life

As she goes in a store

With a thought she has caught

By a thread

She pays for the bread

And she goes…

Nobody knows



Sun been down for days

A winter melody she plays

The thunder makes her contemplate

She hears a noise behind the gate

Perhaps a letter with a dove

Perhaps a stranger she could love



And she fights for her life

As she puts on her coat

And she fights for her life on the train

She looks at the rain

As it pours

And she fights to her life

As she goes in a store

With a thought she has caught

By a thread

She pays for the bread

And she goes…

Nobody knows