6:30 winter morn
Snow keeps falling silent on
A rose by any other name
Eva leaves her Swanbrook home
Kindest heart which always made
Me ashamed of my own
She walks alone but now without her name
Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The good in her will be my sunflower field
Mock my mind to depths of shame
Little girl with life ahead
For a memory of one can wait
She would stay among the bees
Time for one more daring dream
Before her escape, edenbeam
We kill with her own loving heart
Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name
Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The good in her will be my sunflower field ....