Look at her.
She's full of nothing.
Her eyes seek for someone,
someone to hold her.
Then, finally, she could feel
herself full.
Sing her a little lullaby,
and take her hand.
'Show me your soul', she
whispers slenderly.
Her eyes are too tired.
She can't seek anyone no more.
'cause she knows that nobody
will seek her.
Sing her a little lullaby,
and take her hand.
'Show me your soul', she
whispers slenderly.