Spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong. Is all alone.
Eyes wide open, Always hoping for the sun.
And she'll sing her song to anyone that comes along.
Fragile as a leaf in autumn.
Just fallin' to the ground.
Without a sound.
Crooked little smile on her face, Tells a tale of grace...That's all her own.
Spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song
A little girl with nothing wrong. And she's all alone
-song lyrics by Norah Jones
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