Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Awaiting

I'm 14 years old, I am pretty 
I'm a teen tiny girl, a little lady 
I live under the kitchen floor 
Right here, not so far from you. 
Sometimes I feel happy 
Sometimes I feel blue 
In my dreams O I wish I could... 

Feel my hair blowing in the wind 
See the sky and the summer rain 
Pick a flower from the garden for you 
Beyond the lane there's another world 
Butterflies floating in the air 
But is there someone out there for me? 

And so life goes on, day after day 
With knick-knacks on the floor, nooks and crannies 
I live in a tiny world 
But out there, someone waits for me. 
I wish I had someone to watch over me 
In my dreams O I wish I could... 

Feel my hair blowing in the wind 
See the sky and the summer rain 
Pick a flower from the garden for you 
Now I know there's another world 
Butterflies floating in the air 
There is someone out there for me. 


Everything just gone blank in a second,
have no time for me,
even to consider,
or to think,
You
dominating my emotion,
no mercy,
not destroy nor burnt.
It's kept, 
under somewhere,
where I couldn't understand,
at least until now..

It's my tiny world,
Watching on the blue sky,
hearing the voices from the mountain,
pick a flower from the meadow,
specially just for you,
don' t say anything,
because there's another world,
where I kept close in your heart.

Fantasy . Lockheart

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