The Chase - Hungry Lucy

I can’t find her

Just shadows on the wall

A net full of holes

Can’t prove anything at all

Memory is beautiful

Her flesh is not in front of me

I want to comfort

The girl I never see

Where has she gone

She’s out there all alone

Hidden faces turn

Begin the memory burn

When will she find me

Thin and withered

Red dress turned to pink

Thought I heard her laughing

In books of blue black ink

I don’t think she’s in there

Just an unresponsive smile

No, I can’t see her dancing

I’ve been looking all the while