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A pretty girl sits alone in a diner,

Buries her face in a book

So that no one can find her.

And she hates to dress in color.

And every day she lives,

Feels like her world's getting smaller.

She's afraid to lift her eyes for,

Fear she'd see the world around her,

Cuz she doesn't know what might surprise her.

And she won't ask a question,

She's scared of the answers,

But she feels safe not knowing at all.

And inside her headphones,

Is the only home she knows.

And she only wants to dance and sing,

Not have to care bout anything.

It's in her dreams, only in her dreams..

And she runs through the meadows,

And twirls through the flowers.

And she sings with the birds,

As she sits on the clouds.

It's in her dreams, her precious dreams...

And she dances her dance with the deer and she prances,

With the peacocks and butterflies, she glides through the air.

And she loves to skip rocks and she kisses the foxes,

She strings lilies and buttercups up in her hair.

It's in her dreams, her beautiful dreams....

And she wants to fight her giant,

And she wants to face her fears.

And she wants to walk on water,

And she wants to be sincere...

And she wants to fill the air with zephyrs of cinnamon.

It's in her dreams, only in her dreams.....

    -Lo Lo