• Some say she walked to long, some say she walked to far,
    But as she walked on and on she wasn’t there at all,
    She walked over hills, she walked through towns,
    But she was never really there, to say why she walked on and on,
    Some say she comes and goes, some say she’s left and gone,
    But the farther she got away from us, the more she seems to go,
    Some say she sings in happiness, some say she cries a broken heart,
    The farther she got away from home, the more she disappeared,
    As she walked on and on, the more she feels pain and harm,
    Some say she shivered her way to death, some say she cried in pain,
    Well I can say that that girl needed to be free,
    For she walked over swollen hills, like a puppet on a string,
    She walked tell she hit the vortex line, to a white and shattered sting,
    She walked toward the sun, to feel the break of life,
    She stood on the edge of a cliff, with her arms out wide,
    She went to feel the burn of dawn, But when they finally knew her name,
    They found that she was gone..