There's so many songs
That I want to sing
So many words unwritten
But they're all lost somewhere
Maybe tangled in my hair
And i feel like i'm forgetting

I've been creating
Since my inception
Bleeding poems in my head
I think ill dream forever
On an endless stream
Long after i am dead

When I am happy
I feel so lucky
Cause it took me so long
But the problem I have found
It makes it hard
It makes it hard to write a song

I am the little girl
I have always been
With the rounded belly
In the sleeping bed
With the knotted hair
On the tender head
And the big bold dreams
And the heart so red