Once upon a time there lived a lady
In a maze of riches, lies and blame she called her home
Where wine and money flowed like nothing really mattered
Loneliness is colder in a mansion made of stone

Once upon a time there lived a lady
Say strangers looking at the mansion made of stone
Here tell she left it all like nothing really mattered
In search for love and peace her poor soul would roam

Once upon a time there lived a lady
In a rented room on the far east side of the town
The ease of life and comforts now just hazy memories
Waking in a smoke filled craze, coming down

Once upon a time there lived a lady
On the streets by day till her footsteps quietly ended
Making her bed beneath the cold dark sky
With one the same she had befriended

Once upon a time there lived a lady
A pauper till in sleep forever they took her home
At night he comes and on her grave he places paper roses
And talks to her of happiness only they had known

Once upon a time there lived a lady
Who found her love and to leave him it took dyin
No lull of satin and lace could persuade her from his side
No grander lady lived once upon a time



An Angel Original
©Copyright 2005 Paula Scola



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