She's Fading — Manilla Road

A painting of a young girl sleeping, framed in silver While all her life is time Winter is failing dignity... she draws the shade And lying to her grace Thinks she feels security... Where nothing dies

She speaks in soft filter smiles Tastes the rain of memories water... can't heal her pain She stares into a mirrors cracked and broken lines A little girl waves goodbye

She's fading as her hour glass runs out So sorry for the pain Still waiting for a girl from the magazines A torn and yellowed page

In her darkened room she cries For faces, now shining halos Can't believe what time has done for her Can't stop thinking through the frame

She's fading as her hour glass runs out So sorry for the pain While all her life is time Winter finds a place for her, and draws the shade