I saw the ending were they turned the page<br />I threw my money and i ran away<br />Strait to the Vally of the great divide<br /><br />And were the dreams roll high<br />And were the wind dont blow<br />Out here the good girls die<br />And the sky wont snow<br />Out here the bird don't sing<br />Out here the field don't grow<br />Out here the bell don't ring<br />Out here the bell don't ring<br />Out here the good girls die<br /><br />Now Cinderella don't you go to sleep<br />Its such a bitter form of refuge<br />Ahh don't you know the kingdoms under siege<br />And everybody needs you<br />Is there still magic in the midnight sun<br />Or did you leave it back in sixty-one<br />In the of the cadence in the young mans eyes<br />And were the dreams roll high
