Uploaded on Apr 1, 2007
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These are the mysteries of the world
Her mother used to say when she was just a little girl
And memories of winter now come rushing to her head
They fill her mouth with cinnamon, they color the house red
She sees it like a photograph against the frozen sky
Recalls a place where only little girls and boys survive
And from her room a thoughtful gaze is wandering outside
Where the town lies sleeping in the blue and yellow night
Out there, out there
So many hearts are spare
Like she, like she
With eyes too wide to see
Out there, out there
Close in the troubles they share
Because one and none are pair
This is the dawning of a change
She leans against the thought, it helps a bit, but she feels strange
When walking in the footsteps and the shadows of her friends
Indifferent to all the gentle guidance they may lend
Out there, out there
So many hearts are spare
Like she, like she
With eyes too wide to see
Out there, out there
Safe in the circles of the world
A contemporary girl
Out there
Out there, out there
So many hearts are spare
Like she, like she
With eyes too wide to see
Out there, out there
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