[Diva]

Have ye no cares how her heart longs for thee?
Is there music so tender where yere heartstrings should be?
For a lass there is waiting for eternity.
Forever is how long she'll wait.

But forever will pass, the sun will shine bold;
Tomorrows will fade and her heart ye will hold.
But pledges are lost and promises told
Ye'll forget lest you find out yere way.

So ye'll search and ye'll wander, yere heart may be lost;
Yet she waits for ye there, she waits at all cost.
Like oceans her heart's risen and tossed.
She sings her heart's tune but for thee.