The little girl.
Bring me back the little girl.
The one who used to live
With no worries for tomorrow.
The one whose heart was full
And dreams were in colour.
Find her for me.
Tell the girl I miss her
And that I've look ferociously all over for her.
I've taken many paths in the past,
That promised our reconciliation.
It's been years now and
I still haven't reached her destination.
So help me find her.
On my own I've tried,
To retrace my steps and figure out where we parted ways.
Nothing comes to mind.
Instead I find her in the tender memories of my youth
And she's playing a game in the rain.
Bring her here,
In this moment.
I need to hear her laugh.
I need to hear her voice sing me a hymn
So her song can soothe my tormented soul
So I know indeed that it'll be alright.
Find me the little girl, won't you?
And bring back her naive self to me
This is a girl I used to know
The little girl that used to be me
Tell her this is where I need her to be
This is where I need her most