Violet Baudelaire

Oh to be in the heart of the land when the sign comes from above
Oh to see in the heart of a man, when he gathers all he loves

When he gathers all he love
What's the game if we all will lose, tell me what have we turned into?
Cnd would you change if you had to choose
If the hardest parts come true

When the hardest parts come true?
Has the world gone crazy or just weary of us?
Has the world gone crazy or just weary of us?

We've lost your trust
Please don't give up
Please don't give

Oh, to be with Violet Baudelaire before the smoke rose and filled the sky
Oh, to tie a ribbon in her hair, tell her all will be just fine
Oh, to find a castle in the air, hold her trembling hand in mine
Hold her trembling hand in mine
Hold your trembling hand in mine