Dana, my darling, I'm writing to you. Cause your father passed away, it was a beautiful day. And I don't want to bother you anymore, I used to hope you'd come backbBut not anymore Dana. My eyes might have betrayed me, but I have seen your picture on the cover of a filthy magazine and I think my heart just cannot handle that. Dana, my darling, would be so bad.
Dana my darling I'm writing to you Cause your mother passed away it was a really rainy day. And I didn't mean to bother you anymore, your mother wished: Come visit your father's grave, Dana.
Your father disowned you 'cause you have sinned. But he did forgive you in condition he was in and I hope you won't do those things anymore, Dana my darling I'm waiting for.
Little Dana O'Hara oh, Dana my dear, how I wish that my Dana was here. Little Dana O'Hara decided one day to travel away, faraway. No, you can't surprise me anymore, I've seen it all before. But it seems I cannot let you go Dana, Dana, Dana, Dana.
And I think that I told you, I'd wait for you forever. Now I know someone else's holding you, so, for the first time in my life - I must lie. Lie's a sin, mess that I am in, love is not the thing I feel now I promise you: I won't write again 'til the sun sets behind your grave.
Dana, oh, Dana I'm writing to you I heard you passed away, it was a beautiful day. I'm old and I feel time will come for me. My diary's pages are full of thee.
Little Dana O'Hara oh, Dana my dear, how I wish that my Dana was here. Little Dana O'Hara decided one day to travel away, faraway.
Sonata Arctica.
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