Lonely is a Child

Feb 25, 2005 17:04

Trees are swaying in the wind
Things are so free
But i still sit here waiting
For her to come home to me

Lonely is a child waiting for her mother to come home
Lonely is a child waiting for her mother, but a mother has she none

When the war came to this land
Many years ago
She disappeared from my sight
And i just want to know
Where is she?
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