From roof unto basement
She stares with amazement,
Mournful of plight.
Never this history
Tell—'tis a mystery.
How her wheels twirled.
Anywhere, anywhere,
Facing the world;
Whirled her skates boldly,
No matter how coldly
From roof unto basement
She stares with amazement,
Mournful of plight.
Never this history
Tell—'tis a mystery.
How her wheels twirled.
Anywhere, anywhere,
Facing the world;
Whirled her skates boldly,
No matter how coldly