She never saw the light
She never saw her son
She never enjoyed her life

She never played a game
She hasn't got a mother
She hasn't got a friend

She hasn't got a dream
She hasn't got a life
They've thought she was a witch

They've thought she was a ghost
They've thought she was a monster
They've thought she was a !@#%


Chorus


I never changed my idea
I've thought she was a saint
Even if nothing was good

I kept to believe in you
In every place and town
Her name was well-known

And one day I found her
Down in a hole