Alba s touto skladbou:
Cult ,
The Best Of Apocalyptica,
Hope,
Curtains ,
Nostradamus (cd2) ,
Naveed,
Put Your Hands Where I Can See Them,
Volta,
Cult (CD 1),
Shambala,
She sits on the floor by herself
Wiping the tears from her cheek
A glow of despair on her face
Wishing for strength but still feeling so weak
Every move that she makes
Begs anyone who can see
To turn the confusion she wears
To something that makes for a hope to break free
And I'm looking for that light
I know she has in her eyes
And I'm longing for that smile
To spin the world for a hope to rise
She flies with the bats in her head
Screaming to find own her way
Contorts when the white in her eyes
Darkens the pathway upon which she sways
And I'm looking for that light
I know she has in her eyes
And I'm longing for that smile
To spin the world for a hope to rise
She sits on the floor by herself
Turning the pain and the grief
To hope made of lyrics and tunes
Defining her future and finding her peace
And I'm looking for that light
I know she has in her eyes
And I'm longing for that smile
To spin the world for a hope to rise
