Look at that girl,
The one with the sad brown eyes,
Look at that girl,
Don't listen to her cries.
She is not strong,
but getting there is hard,
She won't stay long,
She just came to say goodbye.
Now look to the future,
and tell me, what do you see?
Look to the past,
Do you see she was me?
Look at that girl,
The one with the hair as long as a mile,
Look at her now,
I think she'll stay awhile.
2013 © Natalie Wood