You've been watching me, haven't you? A girl of the village, trying to hold onto hope where others have let it wither. Our paths entwined the day I found her, the old guardian, weeping by the dusty bones of our river.
You've been watching me, haven't you? A girl of the village, trying to hold onto hope where others have let it wither. Our paths entwined the day I found her, the old guardian, weeping by the dusty bones of our river.