I was standing by the NileWhe I saw the lady smile.I would take her out for a while,For a while.Light tears wept li
ke a child.How her golden hair was blowing wild.Then she spread her wings to fly,For to fly.Soaring high above the breezes,
Going always where she pleases.She will make it to the island in the sun.I will follw in her shadowAs I watch her from my w
indow.One day I will catch her eye.She is calling from the deep,Summoning my soul to endless sleep.She is bound to drag me
down,Drag me down.