Ancient as the forest, as the trees
There's one who's always watching over me
He knows all. He sees all.
Towering above us all. So small. So small
(I feel I'm nothing at all.)
He hands a tiny ballerina to me
I marvel at her beautiful hair and delicate feet
He says 'This is you, once before. And it will be forever more'
He smiles. I shiver hesitantly.
(That smile could be the death of me.)
His golden heart is beating and it never stops
Emanating magic in a shiny dust
When he holds me I dream he'll never let go
And 1000 quivering kisses he'd bestow
I'm on a string. Just a spring. With his every word I'll return back to him
And if I know that's how it always goes
Then why does it never fail to confound me so?
His golden heart is beating and it never stops
Emanating magic in a shiny dust
He offers a crimson rose blossom to me
The scent conjures my wildest hopes and fears
I'm on a string. He's everything. It's he I crave. I'll come back to him.
But I know. There's so far that I must go.
There's so far that I must go.
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