Some day when you are older
and you are so much more wiser...

I saw you in front
of the looking glass...

I heard what you said
about being independent...

Strong enough to be your trusted friend.
To give you the answer which you depend...

You set me free
and gave me back me...

Life was so perfect but wasn't it all dull.
One day much like another and no pull...

Do I write you
or do you write me...

Today I can look
at our picture...

I don't know what
to get you...

Once upon a time
in a land called...

She dances in my dreams
with soft downy feathers...

Thinking of days
gone by...