Far away
there is a girl
made of diamonds
and a pearl

Wrong is right
and right is wrong
when I listening
too here song

I can write
much much more
in my head
there is a store

made of fealings
for the life
where we cut
without a knife

Love is bringing
too my eye
ladys proudness
whithout a lie

She is living
outside my day
but the dream
is here too stay