Placid faces are passing her by And they're all leading idle lives She sat and stared with things on her mind The walls gaping back at sheltered eyes There exists distorted point of views Ideals and lies are going to claim our youth She longs for something with value But isolates herself in solitude Seven years and she's left her home There's no direction, no place to go More than ever, she feels alone She has no heart and she has no soul