The birds fly overhead
Singing their sweet song
The girl walks along
Looking for something that's gone
The sun rises in the morning
It's rays of light shinning bright
The girl sees the sun
Yet only shivers in the light
The moon rises as the sun sets
It's brightness changing each day
The girl lays awake
Watching the time fade away
Each day begins fresh and new
A day to make of it anything you want
The girl cannot see in the morning light
Nor the evening darkness when she tries to bunt.
HDum 10/11/10