A little girl looking at the moon,

a little girl thinking about things will come soon.

As soon as she thought,

as soon as she can stop.

Oh, no, little girl, please just don't cry a tear!

Everything is fine, it's just a momentary fear.

Slowy, she open her eyes again, and find forces to say:

Who are you, dear friend? I hope you can show up and stay.

A sweet feeling, it's a kiss from the wind.

and that girl already knows it wasn't from you or me.

With the most beautiful smile of the world, she stands up and says:

It doesn't matter who you are, it doesn't matter who I am, 

Just thanks so much, my darling. 

All I know is that you will always be my best friend.

So, singing and dancing she keeps walking on her way,

now feeling like a woman, now believing in fairytales.

Keyword: Fairytales.

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Posted by resistanceisfreedom 2008-04-11 19:22:21 .... hmm idk. i couldn't grasp this for some reason. it's got a nice feel to it but i just couldn't make out the meaning of it. i felt confused when reading it. but it's probably just me. + Report this comment
Posted by ThomasP3 2008-04-12 03:57:31 .... I think I lost the point on this one, however the last 2 lines had a very good feeling to them. + Report this comment
Posted by Roadkill315 2008-04-12 15:12:36 .... Was it god talking to her? Her dead mom? WHo inspired her? + Report this comment

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