Spinning, Spinning, Spinning around,
My head up to the sky, not facing the ground,
A laugh escapes my lips,
As I try to walk in a straight line, hands on hips,
I twadle around, leaning sideways,
Tilting movement, going in all different ways,
I giggle as I fall to the floor,
And then crack up even more,
I was so happy, I was so free,
I can now see the little girl I used to be,
And exactly what you have stolen from me...