Six thirty winter morn keeps falling, silent dawn A rose by any other name Eva leaves her Swanbrook A kindest heart which always made Me ashamed of my own She walks alone but without her name
Eva flies away Dreams the world far away this cruel children's game There's no friend to call her name Eva sails Dreams the world far away The Good in her will be my sunflower field
by man to depths of shame Little girl with life ahead For a memory of one kind word She stay among the beasts Time for one more daring dream Before her edenbeam We kill with her own loving heart
Eva flies away Dreams the world away In this cruel children's game There's no friend to call her name Eva away Dreams the world far away The Good in her will be my sunflower