Phase one of my plan

Is to search the city for Ruth Ann

Helicopter in the air

Investigators on land

Searching for my love

This pain I can't stand.

I only bare one picture of her

I stared at her silver eyes

Her Raven black hair you'll never miss

Her straight nose always pointed high

You can notice her from a thousand away

I vow to find her

Even if it's the last thing I do

Because if she's not here

My grey skies won't turn blue