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