Quiet and serene, a picture lost one that's never seen.
Look at the woman standing at the window, filled with sadness, bitterly low.
There's tears in her eyes, as she stares up at the night skies.
Trembeling thoughts of one dwelling deep within her soul, thoughts of the man with eyes as dark as coal.
These are the reflections of her past, these are the memories she wishes would always last.