That Girl...

There she goes,
There goes that girl,
Dancing across the room,
With a smile painted upon her face.

Though she's basically all grown up,
She still stands innocent and naive
Amongst all the others
Creating magic wherever she goes.

She still lives in her little fairytale world,
Of a princess finding her handsome Prince Charming,
Riding off into the sunset on a white horse,
And living happily ever after.

She's not in a rush,
To grow up,
For she's still a kid at heart,
Making the best of what she's got.

There she goes,
There goes that girl,
Smiling at everyone she sees,
Her cheerfulness fills the air.

She's so friendly to everyone she meets,
With that dazzling smile,
That radiant face,
That... everything...

It just makes you wonder...

How does she do it?