She
came to me one morning, one
lonely Sunday morning, her
long hair flowing in the
midwinter wind. I
know not how she found me for in
darkness I was walking and des-
truction lay around me from a
fight I could not win.
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
ah.