See my lady lose her way

In changes on a ragged day weeping

Nowhere left to go but in her dreaming she may be found

And she hears singing

But she listens for a different kind of sound

Straining eyes to see the game

Of painted hearts and plastic shame, she cries

Feeling quite the same she doesn’t know
She’s already found the new beginning

So she listens for a different kind of sound

Girl you’ve already found the true beginning

You needn’t listen for a different kind of sound

You’ll be more than happy with the one you found

Ah, keep the memories in your mind

Of the feelings you would find

As a child in spring touching everything

You’ve known love you'll never need anything more

Please my lady keep your head

The people there are mostly dead or dying