I will follow

I will follow

She walks through the streets with red eyes

Filled with a strong element of surprise

We'll never know her name

We'll never know what she made

She's talking with a very sad voice

On the phone she says she had no choice

Where would she head now

Where will she go

I wonder if she even knows

That it didn't have to be so

But she just wanted to lead her own life

Without having to suffer all this strife

Step by step she's trying to look sure

As if the sky over her head was blue

But outside like inside of her all is stormy

And she's looking for something brightly

Will she ever find out

Will she ever stops calling out

She wanted to fulfill her dreams

But the pavement is covered with stream

© Miss Zarashake

December 26th, 1999

For Guillaume Krin

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