I see you there, your purple hair. And the rosy cheeks that I adore. Tiger tattoos, my how they suit you. I hope you'll let me see a little more. . Will you come down, down to the river.
Birds were falling from the sky all leaves had turned to brown. The heartless cold froze everything and took my poor red down. . Poor old red she's dead and gone her eyes.
I survived the desperate toll dark depression takes. I may not break even but babe I'll never break. Golden coins and smiles no they cannot tip my scales.
Music in the air. Plucked from the centuries. Presented in the form. Of a song by you to me. . Seagull in the air. Floating on the updraft. See me on the ground.