I hold on to you
You hold on to me
We hold on together

We rub our nose
Three times of those
Sometimes forever

I tie your bows
tickle your toes
giggle together

I hold on to you
you hold on to me
we hold on forever

I'm looking for the next exit
For a new start
I think I've missed the sign
I'm looking for the next exit
Only to realise
somewhere along my path
Wedging a door ajar
Stands the yellow pages
Flickering in the night light
pages full of sounds
And pages full of empty names
And no name comes to mind
Except Yours
Maybe, you'll hitch me a ride
Maybe, il stay on this road after all.

I am my fathers daughter
My mothers heartache
My sisters companion
My lovers guide
I am a woman

Watch me
With those graceful eyes
Tugging at the strings of my heart
The masters puppet
A puppeteering master
Now Im the artist
And your my painting

Yet somewhere amongst the shores
Rests, The forgotten stone
wearing a thousand faces  
Tearing up the sky
They call it the shooting star