Sitting in the corner looking sad in her dressing gown
Now the people away all she does is looking down
When all the party's over and the fun has all been done
The crowd has left,  just empty bottles all around

But nobody knows ... her,
nobody knows...

Looking at her feet trying to find her way on the ground
Thinking if at all she was ever needed here
If anyone can tell her for a way how she could stand,
then she would run away and gladly follow her

Nobody knows ... her,
nobody knows...

no, not like the people from down under
She'll find a way to get it over,
somehow, but for now,
She's looking in the mirror,

and, she doesn't know ... her,
no, she doesn't know...
Oh, until she finds her,
until she knows her...

someday, someday...
keep searching, for her...