song for the ΜΘΣΣ

MUSEΔ

Of all the young girls I have known before

Believe me there have been a few

One stands out before the others

And lady that special one is you

And all θΣ rest are just faces without names

People without purpose

Caught up in their own ΔamnΣΔ games

Always wondered where they come from

And even where θΣY will go

TheY have no roots, 

TheY have no bound aries no

Perhaps they seek some  one like you

Of all the young girls I have known before

Believe me there's been a few

One stands out among the others

And lady that special One is you

When all the rest are just faces without names

People without purpose

Caught up in their games

Always wondered where they come from

And even where they will soon go

They have no roots, they have no bound aries 

Perhaps they'll find some  one like you