Little Girl

Little Girl

Little Girl

with big black curls

Eyes so wide

and open to the world

She used to think she could fly

Her backyard, a runway to the sky

A strong start, a leap so high

If it didn’t happen, it just wasn’t her time

Little Girl

Don’t shut those eyes

Little Girl

Reach up and touch the sky

Curiosity

Down every new street

With her little red skirt

And a hope that’s oddly concrete

Most every day

She’d wait for the clock to change

1:11, then 5:55

Just wishing to fly

Little Girl

Don’t shut those eyes

Little Girl

Reach up and touch the sky

Oh, sweet innocence don’t let go

Of your sweet, sweet Innocence

Don’t let go

Little Girl

Don’t shut those eyes

Little Girl

Reach up and touch the sky

© 2010 Annie Fitzgerald (BMI) & Matt Patrick (BMI)