She flies into the darkness like a dead butterfly, She speaks of crazy children and she makes me feel sad, Her eyes are slightly yellow, slightly green, slightly blue, She says 'I love people, but I can't love you'. I met her in the garden of the house with no roof, The flowers around her were beginning to bloom She said: 'Don't look at me or you'll start getting old. Your promise of freedom was sold years ago'. She understands I don't I don't She touches the sky I don't I don't I don't know A million invitations for a strange ball arrive. The city was burning and I drove through the fire. I went into the ballroom; she was dressed like a queen. She said: 'You'll be fine', and she just disappeared. She understands I don't I don't She touches the sky I don't I don't I don't know I don't I don't I don't know I don't I don't I don't know I don't I don't I don't know