Where was my face beneath the perfect masks
Blinded by promises of stardom Washed away as water wears out a stone Deaf to the little girl’s pleas to come home I’m sorry I never heard your sweet voice There was so much to do and no time to listen I’m sorry I left you behind for so long Starved inside, never singing your song But there’s plenty of time for us to start again So many ways we can get re-acquainted It’s like pandora’s box as we explore anew What a romance we can have – me and you We can wiggle our toes in the sinking sand And scream at the top of our voices We can giggle at the silliest of things And marvel at the magic of butterfly wings We can lick the remains in the chocolate cake bowl Perhaps we’ll dress up as a clown We could take a ride on a merry-go-round Search for Easter eggs buried in the ground I’ve never had such a special friend Full of wild ideas and exciting plans I can tune into you for all of my needs Like a personal reminder not to get lost in deeds I will cherish our secret and keep you so safe I can’t imagine life without you I thank God for the little girl I’ve found Who shows me life is an adventure playground
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