[00:15.99]It had taken her a long time[00:23.01]Suddenly back on its own[00:23.52]To sit, friendless & alone[00:30.99]She is friendless and alone[00:38.52]I'm a vixen on its own[00:47.67]The triple gang & the throng[00:54.99]Did not feel helpless or alone[00:57.33]The vixen got no friends[01:06.99]She needs a poison pen[01:08.34]Even in switzerland[01:09.39]The people cry "vixen"[01:09.93]Silver cross, all alone[01:30.33]The bird had flown[01:30.72]With their omen they'll fly[01:38.07]Had flown, silver cross[01:38.58]All alone[01:45.12](so millions were broken hearted)[01:49.56]All alone, with no home[01:59.28]It's all alone[02:09.39]And some night, wind moves the leaves[02:11.70]They pick themselves up & run[02:17.10]Perhaps all that night possessed no way of telling time[02:28.80]It had taken her a long time[02:33.51]Suddenly back on its own[02:34.02]To sit, friendless & alone[02:48.72]She is friendless and alone[03:03.69]A man's trust, [appalling/a pole in] debt[03:20.25]To sit friendless and alone[03:52.71]With no home, with no home[03:53.19]Vixen's got no home[03:53.73]She is friendless and alone[03:55.20]A long time on its own[03:55.62]It shone around her[03:55.98]Triple gang