My Daddy once said, To Hell with the boys. Babygirl, Don't throw out your toys. Don't be so desperate, The right one will come soon. One day you'll be the one to bloom.
I said, But daddy no! I want my prince in shining armor. He'll be a real charmer. I'll take his hand, He'll take mine. One day we'll meet on the coastline. We'll jump and fall into the never ending abyss. Oh this is bliss!
I wonder Over how much i ponder Of what has come to happen Of this mishap Of the disappearance On incoherent sentences.
I wonder What come to those who Fought to ought My Daddy's thoughts.