Who can know
The reasons for her smile
What are her dreams
When they've journeyed for
a mile
The way she sings
And her brightly coloured
rings
Make her the princess of the
sky.
Who can know
What happens in her mind
Did she come from a strange
world
And leave her mind behind
Her long lost sighs
And her brightly coloured
eyes
Tell her story to the wind.
Who can know
The thoughts of Mary Jane
Why she flies
Or goes out in the rain
Where she's been
And who she's seen
In her journey to the stars.
Marco Giunco |
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