spinning, laughing, dancing to
her favorite song
a little girl with nothing wrong
is all alone
eyes wide open
always hoping for the sun
and she’ll sing her song to anyone
that comes along
fragile as a leaf in autumn
just fallin’ to the ground
without a sound
crooked little smile on her face
tells a tale of grace
that’s all her own
spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song
a little girl with nothing wrong
and she’s all alone
(bkz: norah jones)
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