In my heart
Every summer
I open a place
And wait for someone
To take it away
If only these lonely hours
Would go away
I would be happy
I would be gay
Instead of sitting around
And waiting for someone to complete my soul
Wonderment ceases to revisit
Those youthful times
Which flew by
Had I known a truth so dear
I'd never have let it go in fear
That I could now face
All new youthful times
Which promised me tomorrow
Though if someone would look
I wouldn't now know..
because... now I dont feel beautiful anymore.....