Your Name - Ozma

Your name was given to you

Out of two hearts something new

It seemed too small when you finally grew

But it was your’s, what could you do?

You felt that life was a chore

Keeping your boat close to shore

So you set sail seeking fortune and fame

And changed your name, but still, it remains

Tied like an anchor onto your heart

Asking you, «Why did we ever part?»

Tied like an anchor onto your heart

Asking you, «Why did we ever part?»