I can hear her calling
The preachers daughter
Deep in battle with her upbringing
Can you hear her calling
The teachers taught her
Original thought is blasphemy
I can see her falling
Falling in there eyes
They can\'t see her flying
flying in my line of sight
Oh She has awakened
Like a rose blooming through the snow
Oh she has awakened
Like a dove amongst the crows
Those eastern eyes
Have come back to life
Those eastern eyes
Have found there home