If I met my seven year old self today,
What would I tell her,
What would I say?
Would I warn her of the future,
Of bad things yet to come?
Or would I leave her be naive,
To keep on having fun?
The little seven year old girl
Who thought the world a perfect place,
Would she even recognise herself,
When she looked into my face?
Would she too be frightened
By the monster I have become
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What a wonder it must be
To see the world through sparkling eyes
through ocean views under disguise
From mountains big and small
Through wildflowers in the fields
And silently listening to bird call
Lying in the grass at night
To Run and jump all through the hall
Not to fear a single thing
And break right through the wall
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I got lost on the highway of happiness,
Went too fast on the wrong lane of love
Riding along a road of regret
Screaming up to the sky above
I found myself adrift in a sea
Of endless memories and scars
They found me under my blankets
Through cracks in my heart they rose
With thorns hidden in baskets
Of beautiful orchids and prose
They promised that if I slipped and fell
They would pierce my crippled heart
Putting me under their fiery spell
They watched me sob as I fell apart
Enclosing me in a flowery cell
I stumbled back onto the highway
And as if waking from a trance
I opened my eyes and saw
The ghosts of my past
and the music on
So I got up and started to dance
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