Misty cold nights
You'll hear her sigh
And sing bitter
Sweet lullabies
For years she prayed
The saints would cast
A spell for the forest to let her go
She sings...
She dreams...
She prays...
The black old well holds ancient tales
And makes all wishes come true
So throw your dream into the dark
And Blue will come for you
She sings...
She dreams...
She prays...
She sings...
She plays...
She stays...
"You're safe with me
come to me and bathe in these sacred, holy waters
Cleanse your soul and mind
I will take your grief away
I will release you from your pain
the saints will watch over you
Salvation's near, breathe in life my dear"