A tear of crystal...
A hope of gold...
Sad little soul...
Sad little child...
Where has your love gone?
No silver laughter...
No amber smiles...
Oh, little soul...
Oh, little child...
Why do you weep for him?
Without a joy...
Without a dream...
Poor, little soul...
Poor, little child...
Your little love is lost.
D.Cook (1996)
