She sits at the window
All dressed in white
It's been a long time since she has cried
And the tears come easy and tumbling down
And she remembers her childhood ground
She's afraid it's too late
She steps out on the porch
Takes a minute from her day
Just like when she was a child
To listen to what the wind would say
She was carefree like good children are today
Say, mommy, mommy, won't you come out and play
She's afraid it's too late
When she was a child
She had crowns honey gold
With such awe, each flower she did hold
And how she hated things that were already maimed
But these feelings are more like shadows these days
ALT:
(And she got down and felt the leaves of grass beneath her feet
and how she hated things that were already maimed)
They took away her laughter
They took away her crown
They said "hey girl, you gotta keep your feet on the ground"
She said "oh, but they are"
They say "Well laughter won't pay your bills"
And the flower fell from her hand, it's falling still
They taught her to be respectable
Responsible somehow
They taught her to be in every moment but right here and now
She forgot how it felt to have leaves of grass beneath her feet
Now every tale, it screams to return to her childhood royalty
But she's afraid it's too late
She takes one last moment
Before going inside
She takes out a cloth
And dries her eyes, and she
starts to smile as it all becomes clear
It's probably laughter that gets you what you need
Much more than fear
She's afraid it's too late