by Costin Tuculescu
All the fairies you see,
All the princes that be
a frog in disquise,
a dream with shut eyes
Hopeless is she,
without dreams she be,
they've all left her homeless,
they've all let her cry her eyes out,
her eyes out, her eyes
So won't you--
please show some compassion,
to those lost who've lost their way home
to those lost in the dark
Holes in the road,
forks in the path,
whatever the cause,
please don't turn your back
All the people that are lost
belong somewhere,
in someone's arms, in someone's care
So don't turn a cold shoulder,
don't turn your eyes away,
you are forever closer,
than you wish you could remain