I’m 14 years old, I’m pretty
A healthy, little Lady
I've always borrowed from underneath the floor
When I'm Happy, when I'm Blue,
I want to meet someone
I can feel the wind in my hair, I want to gaze at the sky
I want to send a flower to you
The other side is a different world
Look, the butterflies are fluttering, they're waiting for me
That's right; my small world, it's unchangeable
I don't hate it, but I want
To know more, and more about you
Joy and sorrow are always folding and mixing
I can feel the wind in my hair, I want to gaze at the sky
I want to send a flower to you
The other side is a different world
Look, the butterflies are fluttering, they're waiting for you
Under the sun, surrounded by flowers
I want to pass the days with you
In my chest are these thoughts of a new world
I'll live as myself in
Sunday, May 8, 2011
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