(almost) Renata

In the style of an older time
long before I was young
the day unfolds itself
like a morning that't reborn
and in the mist of its mystery
without threat and without home
I see you walking now
and you're walking all alone

I've tried defining the look of you
and the look you've given to me
and what you say in your European way
when the words do not appear
and then you walk out for the world to see
and for a world that has eyes
You are so beautiful inside and out

In the style of an older time
long before I was young
the day unfolds itself
like a morning that't reborn
and in the mist of its mystery
without threat and without home
I see you walking now
and you're walking all alone