They said I was found by the side of the road
With tracks all around, it had recently snowed.
In the darkness and cold with the wind in the trees
A girl with no name, and no memories but these.
Rain against a window, sheets upon a bed,
Terrifying nurses whispering overhead
"Call the child Anya, give the child a hat"
I don't know a thing before that.
Traveling the back roads, sleeping in the wood,
Taking what I needed, working when I could,
Keeping up my courage, foolish as it seems
At night all alone in my dreams
In my dreams shadows call
There's a light at the end of a hall
Then my dreams fade away
But I know it all will come back
One day
I dream of a city beyond all compare
Is it Paris? Paris...
A beautiful river a bridge by a square
And I hear a voice whisper
"I'll meet you right there in Paris"
Paris...
You don't know what it's like
Not to know who you are
To have lived in the shadows,
And travelled this far
I've seen flashes of fire
Heard the echoes of screams
But I still have this faith
in the truth of my dreams!
In my dreams it's so real
And my heart has so much to reveal
And my dreams seem to say
"Don't be afraid to go on,
Don't give up hope, come what may"
I know it all will come back
One day!