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
