she came up from the north

she came up from the north

on a star

riding high

she came up from the north

and i still don't know why

the sun got blackless when she came

my sundown would not be the same

she came up from the north

and i still don't know why

the river and the world had dried

and why she chose my place to die

sleep beauty cries

dreaming the joys of night

see in you sleep

small pains will set and then we weep

she came up from the north

on a star riding high

she came up from the north

and she knocks at my door

i couldn't keep her anymore

the last one clashed on the floor