Tanworth In Arden Lady In Waiting
for a moment i could've given in and for a glimpse i
thought i saw my friend but true isn't something she has
been and true's not a word she's come to learn my eyes
stay wise sometimes i sight something not right jaded why
try when she lies sometimes why sometimes she dies inside
her eyes stay dry sometimes i sight a tear inside wasted
oh the vanity that she's swimming in the insanity seems
to have set in but time will find if she's right inside