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!