27 years
All those twenty-seven years
I’ve been waiting for you
The one who dragged me into a hole
Where I could never get out
Dressed like a romantic poet
That never wrote a line
And would never do
Left me laying on the grass
Staring at the sky
Still cannot see the light
The phoenix burned alive
Memories rushed through mind
Like the lilies of the valley
They look pretty in the alley
I think I can see you Halley
Like the lilies of the valley
They look pretty in the alley
I think I can see you Halley
And all those twenty-seven years
I wasn’t waiting for you
Once I was dragged into a hole
Now the valley is blazing down
Dressed like a romantic poet
That never wrote a line
And he would never do
Left me laying on the grass
Staring at the sky
Now I can see the light
The phoenix burned alive
Memories rushed through mind
Like the lilies of the valley
They look pretty in the alley
I think I can see you Halley
Like the lilies of the valley
They look pretty in the alley
I think I can see you Halley
Like the lilies of the valley
They look pretty in the alley
I think I can see you Halley
