Eva

Six thirty, winter morn
Snow keeps falling, silent dawn
A rose by any other name
Eva leaves her Swanbrook home

Kindest heart which always made
Me ashamed of my own
She walks alone but not without her name

Eva flies away
Dreams the world far away
In this cruel children's game
There's no friend to call her name

Eva sails away
Dreams the world far away
The good in her will be my sunflower field