There are times you are in sorrow,
And sometimes you are just sad.
Then you exist
With a weakened fist.
It's a wicked world we live in, baby.
What a strange place we walk on.
Whe cares
When you are gone.
Let the sun burn on your skin,
Let your dress fly in the wind,
Let the air dance
In your head.
And when you break down,
You leave all those burdens behind,
Those walls of disillusion and despair.
And what makes you so lonely
In a song of no sorrow?
And the salt on your lips,
There is nothing that I would miss
More than this.
(Your sweet kiss.)
And the flowers in your hair,
That scent saved me from despair
As time ran slowly through our fingers.
So what brought you so down,
What made you so fragile and disappear?
What broke your little wings?
And what makes you so lonely
In a song of no sorrow?
And you talk to the birds,
To the water, to the leaves.
And you speak to the trees,
The mirror and bees.
And you leave behind the burdens of despair,
And you dance to the music that's playing in your hair.
And that makes you so lonely
In a song of no sorrow,
In a song of no sorrow.
