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by Curing the Comon Cliche Sep 11, 2009 category : Love, romance / love is
When I was a child I'd sit on the swing And close my eyes tight I was everything I'd hang my head back And believed I could fly Now, my head hangs down I pretend not to cry When I was a child I had eyes on this girl She was the queen of monkey bars And this sandbox world I'd share my juice And we'd play anything Now, I have this girl Who has my heart on a string It spins and it twirls It's all just for her How big is our playground In our sandbox world When I was a child My cape was a dress I tied around my neck To save the damsel in distress Now I know I'm not a hero And distress means so many things But one thing is certain She has my heart on a string