Alone, alone, alone.
A narrow road, does not feed an empty heart.
The war, the war inside of her.
The tears, the tears are flowing, like a river.
Where is this woman going?
She is going on the narrow road, walking on empty dreams.
Someone, save her.
Someone, save her.
The lady, the lady her home is gone.
Her past becomes her present.
A hero, a hero she is.
But she does not know how to help herself.
She walks on the narrow road, where few follow.
Where is their courage?
