Little One...
little one...
little one...
she plays...fingers dancing on reflections
hunched over her knees she hums
blue eyes staring down at a face so young...so innocent
the edge of her skirt trails along the water
threads skimming the sparkling surface
and then as if through barkdust
scuffling her feet through the water
creating currents and ripples of joy
a reflection of the heart
little one...
where does your joy come from
such sweetness, such inner peace?
soft sunlight shining on a fair face
as your arms stretch out west and east
if just once i could capture
in a my hand or a bottle
that feeling i see in your eyes
a peace so pure
unknowing of a worlds lies
or simply forgiving of them
no matter who you meet
i would love to know that feeling
my heart could be complete...
little one...
she plays...fingers dancing on reflections
hunched over her knees she hums
blue eyes staring down at a face so young...so innocent
the edge of her skirt trails along the water
threads skimming the sparkling surface
and then as if through barkdust
scuffling her feet through the water
creating currents and ripples of joy
a reflection of the heart
little one...
where does your joy come from
such sweetness, such inner peace?
soft sunlight shining on a fair face
as your arms stretch out west and east
if just once i could capture
in a my hand or a bottle
that feeling i see in your eyes
a peace so pure
unknowing of a worlds lies
or simply forgiving of them
no matter who you meet
i would love to know that feeling
my heart could be complete...