That shadowy grey place
Is where she's headed
She lights her torch with the flames the stars bring,
With her head held high,
She roams the tunnel,
Cold nights, stormy weather
Could only be for the better,
She knows what lies up;
That girl she had to be
That girl who paints the sky
And colours the rainbow
That girl who draws dawn and
Pours down rain
That girl who'd hold the sun
To illuminate earth
That's where she's headed,
Up
Where the world becomes a hub
Up,where no one could bring
Her down...
