(dedicated to a flightless bird that soared the skies so well.
written around midnight.)
Hidden up this secret alley in my mind
There lives a girl I have long left behind.
The winds of change blew away her scent
And left without saying where she went.
I wait for her to come back again
Like a piece of happiness, a quiet rain.
She’ll call me up, and on the end of the line
I shall find the girl I once used to call mine.
A thousand memories will wake my heart
And I’ll ask if she’s ready to start
To find the path we both left behind
And lost, long ago, in my mind.