My velvet fold passes through my
heart without a tear drop to call my own
this I am told is from my velvet fold.
Tears turn to crystl tears
through time after time I fear
at times they will never end.
I have a cart full of crystl tears
that choose for only dimes for a dozen
it was mighty cold listening to chimes.
Without these crystl tears of mine think
I'll drift into the velvet fold of my heart.