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 falling to the ground
Without a sound
Crooked little smile on her face
Tells a tale of grace
That's all her own
Spilling,laughing,dancing to her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong
And she's all alone
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