All day long she sites
Listening with the wind...

She likes to just sit and watch
She always has a smile...

Have you ever heard the
Cry's of the wind...

When I grow up I want to a princess
Princess Kay they'll call me...

They told her its just you
They said you could get out of it...

People come in all differ colors
And different shapes some...

No matter how many days swing by
No matter how many months and years go by...