Slilent tears stream down her face,

lost little soul full of hidden grace

protected from the crule dark night

not a thing to fear, while he's in sight.

lonely boy, afraid alone,

a place to go, but not a home,

a missing piece, a puzzel lost,

a price to pay, thats worth the cost.

two desperate travellers

on a different road

a guilty heart, a heavy load.

an innocent nieve young child,

a flower thats been growing wild,

a choice once made will set them free,

two locked doors each with a key.