A lonely soul.

She's been walking 'round the block
To the ticking of the clock
An expected motion of the day
Wouldn't have it any other way.

Stops and looks both ways to cross
Walk on by, forget your loss.
Beautiful clouds on a rainy night
With a beautiful moon hidden out of sight.

She walked in my house today
You walked out, you're not okay.
Hearing her say she wants to die.
Without a real reason why.

Sits down on the modern chair
Parts her perfect golden hair
Watch the motions of her life
A mother to me, and to him a wife.