23 février 2008

I know a little girl , always smilling , always laughing and always enjoying ,
She was pretty and carrefully ,very beauty but it makes her guilty ,
She walks down the street ,searching for anything , searching for everything and also something .

I know a little girl whose name is an other word ,
She was pretty , very beauty.

She's mind is growing up just next my head ,
I can feel her , I can see her , but we can't touch her ,we can't touch her , we can't touch her 'cause she is in an other world.

She was a pretty girl , also guilty but it makes her funny ,
And I miss her , and I miss her , I miss her 'cause she was a lovely girl.

I know a little girl whose name is an other word ,
She was pretty , very beauty.

But one day , I can't remember her , as I can't feel her , I can't touch her ,
So I walk down the street , searching for her , asking everybody if they have seen her.

I know a little girl , always smilling , always laughing and always enjoying ,
But I can't remember ; you can't remember her , as we can't touch her ,
She was , She was , She was a pretty girl and I realy love her ,
But I can't be with her , as she is in an other world.


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