Alba s touto skladbou:
These Words,
Looking for an answer
You slowly approach
And her eyes, they gaze past
Your fear of reproach
Once again I sense a pity
A necessary pity for her
Don't you know that all she sees
Is a meaningless effort for a cure
A breath beneath her soul
It find some comfort in the end
Let her dance, yeah, let her roll
It may seem unfair
But she's perfectly happy there
Morning shines a perfect light
And her room lights up like gold
And springtime breeze, sweet passion
With the warmth she unfolds
A breath beneath her soul
It find some comfort in the end
Let her dance, yeah, let her roll
It's not your life to wear
And she's perfectly happy there
In a corner of her room
Lies the core of her voice
No one ever visits her there
That may be her choice
A breath beneath her soul
It find some comfort in the end
Let her dance, yeah, let her roll
It's not your life to wear
A breath beneath her soul
It find some comfort in the end
Let her dance, yeah, let her roll
Stop feeling us there
'Cause she's perfectly happy there
