I cry out,
are you there...

There was a girl I used to know
the child was happy and free...

A little girl looks up
and sees the woman and the man...

A little girl looks up
and sees the woman and the man...

You just don’t get it
do you...

I am fat
I am fat...

I am nothing to be remembered, for that I am quite...
I am nothing special, nothing amazing to be used...

Now what do I do
where do I turn...