silent nigth no one is around her, tears are fallin' down without a reason drops of the pride that made her strong on our sweet wasted time dance in the air , she feels confused reflectin' her pallor thru the folds of shadow photos of ghosts are comin' true from her liquid eyes it's too late now for the promises she made me it's too late now for joy or repentances no I can't help her I've just closed my time to dream no I can't help you your love made my heart made of stone THE GHOST DANCE -NEON -1981

	MAY 2003