There she sits under a midnight sun.
she longs for the sun but must live in fear,
she would reach out to touch the stars ever so gently;
strong yet delicate, she sits under the stars, her dreams sparkle
and her sweet aromas have driven many a wild desire,
there she sits strong and delicate
under the midnight stars
like a bird that must sing a song
she sits her her beauty,
and I must sing a song.
she longs for the sun but must live in fear,
she would reach out to touch the stars ever so gently;
strong yet delicate, she sits under the stars, her dreams sparkle
and her sweet aromas have driven many a wild desire,
there she sits strong and delicate
under the midnight stars
like a bird that must sing a song
she sits her her beauty,
and I must sing a song.
