| Can anyone say vacany?
She comes and goes like the wind Staying only to capture one heart And leaves us breaking so many.... | |
| Like a sirocco wind
Hot and fleeting Leaving, she leaves the heat of summer On your soul | |
| Like the wind she blows and goes,
Leaving behind a trail to follow, Of broken hearts and souls so hollow, And never cares whose row she hoes. | |
| Until Mr. Frost broke her stride
With willful winds and haughty pride, Throwing her, she'll have to change Her pained endowment rearranged | |
| Mysteriously dark, a towering force
Unmoved by those cooing red lips A steely gray gaze, knocks on her door Slowing the emerald green dance. |

