Well it's many a fine lady has walked along beside me
With their flesh made of velvet and their eyes made of rain
Well some tried to hold me, to hurt me, to hide me
And some turned away, not to look back again
verse 2
One stood among them, I remember most clearly
Well her sorrows were heavy, and her laughter was slow
Well I courted her gently, and I loved her most dearly
And I came her majestic reflections to know
verse 3
oh her words, like a mountain, stood lonely and lofty
With her face like a daydream and her hair like the shawl
Worn by a mourner, as he steals away softly
From those that would have him mourn nothing at all
verse 4
Oh, endlessly sorrow rode high on the north wind
Slashing and slicing to take him his toll
And endlessly creatures of darkness were cutting
Their paths through the walls that shelter the soul
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Verse 5
Ah but no longer gypsy-like sadness unending
Well her eyes - they lay hollow and her face petrified
Well some will go laughing and others condemning
Oh but who there among you could have told her goodbye?
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