Lily was a little girl. Afraid of the big, wide world. She grew up within her castle walls. Now and then she tried to run. And then on the night with the setting sun. She went in the woods away. So af
. Seasons are changing, you're cold and you're feeling alone. The lights aren't bright anymore, and the spirit's just gone. Stories by magic and carols don't make any sense. Got no one to share it wit
