There must be a reason,
There must be something I can not see
For I am too young of a child
For I am not yet that free.
As there is a reason
For the seasons passing by
That there must be something
To explain why do I cry.
I should have found a reason
To live this weird life
I should have broken up with prison
I should've become some husband's wife.
But I remember valleys
And golden fields of rye
And I would kill that "some one"
Who changed me round that day.
I feel so lonely here
Hey, fairies, can't you see?!
The people are so queer
But we should let them be.
Oh let them do whatever
They only want to do
But take me home forever
Please, hear me, I beg you!