She stays in a castle of her own making
Fools in the courtyard with a jester or two
Though the walls are made of stone, they're always shaking
She answers to no one for what she don't do
In the realms of confusion, she's the one who'll say, "I know"
She moves in her own time
And just comes to remind
That she must go
She knows just
How to walk, she
Chooses when she
Needs to run, when
She's alone then
She can float then
She can fly when she's at one
A meadow surrounds us whenever I find her
She walks in a garden wherever she goes
We meet on the drawbridge; guards stand behind her
She rings with her fingers the bells on her toes
Across crowded ballrooms I've searched, aching for a sign
She meets none of my needs,
And still I can't leave
Her behind