| sitting here alone | |
| and all comes back I see | |
| how she waves goodbye | |
| is more than just a memory | |
| the sun comes up | |
| and says hallo to me | |
| hallo hallo to me | |
| I see the core mood | |
| she says that's the price to be free | |
| to be free, to be free, to be free | |
| everyday I see sides of a still around me | |
| love just for the christmas car looks out of me sadly | |
| the sun comes up | |
| and says hallo to me | |
| hallo hallo to me | |
| I see the core mood | |
| she says that's the price to be free | |
| to be free, to be free, to be free | |
| downstairs I walk into the light of day | |
| close the door and her she's gone | |
| there's nothing more to say | |
| the sun comes up | |
| and says hallo to me | |
| hallo hallo to me | |
| I see the core mood | |
| she says that's the price to be free | |
| to be free, to be free, to be free | |
| close the door and her she's gone | |
| there's nothing more to say |