They said I was found
By the side of a road
There were tracks all around
It had recently snowed
In the darkness and cold
The wind in the trees
A girl with no name
And no memories, but these:
Rain against a window
Sheets upon a bed
Terrifying nurses
Whispering overhead
“Call the child Anya
Give the child a hat”
I don’t know a thing before that
Traveling the back roads
Sleeping in the wood
Taking what I needed
Working when I could
Keeping up my courage
As foolish as it seems
At night all alone in my dreams
In my dreams shadows call
There’s a light at the end of a hall
Then my dreams dade away
But I know it all will come back one day
I dream of a city
Beyond all compare
Is it Paris? Paris
A beautiful river
A bridge by a square
And I hear a voice whisper
“I’ll meet you right there In Paris”
Paris
You don’t know what it’s like
Not to know who you are
To have lived in the shadows
And travel this far
I’ve seen flashes of fire
Heard the echos of screams
But I still have this faith
In the truth of my dreams
In my dreams it’s all real
And my heart has so much to reveal
And my dreams seem to say
“Don’t be afraid to go on
Don’t give up hope, come what may”
I know it all will come back one day
