Did she know who she was looking for? Did anyone
tell her? She was looking for me – but I was in hiding –
far from the distant crowd, overlooking nothing, not
even the rising sun. In the darkness, I stood, not wanting
to be found, and keeping my head well below the
ground. If she found me I would be in trouble and
that would be at the double. What did she want me
for? I hear you ask. Unfortunately, I cannot tell you –
a secret from my past – one I want to keep, and if
she found me, she would be leaving me to weep
So ask me no questions and you’ll hear no lies,
so I’m just staying here where the sun will never
rise.