Luckless
- The lady in the tower.
The lady in the tower. She waits hour, by hour. She wears white lace and her hair streams down her face. As she waits for the one she calls beloved. She waits by day, and searches by night. For the one, she calls beloved She lights the forest with her lantern. As she calls out for the one she calls beloved. She will wait forever. For the one, she called beloved.
