Dana

They've taken you to another place What became of you? Oh can you tell us more about What you went through? But now you're back in the game It's ok not to be the same The wind will blow back your hair Just keep your skin out of the sun Two little pieces of me One in each hand The slowness of light And the sand of time They've taken you to another place What became of you? Oh, can you tell us more about What you went through?