what do you see in me
a little girl or a turbulent sea
i myself do not know where i am
i trip and trod in no mans land
i still have that feistiness inside me
the same one i had with two pig tails, around me
i still jump high on tiny little things
though now i hide it with just a simple swing
I remember myself walking with a pride
never looking either left or right
i did whatever i wanted to do
paying no attention to Mr. right or Mr. True
Day was day and night was night
everything was simple with just one candle light
all i knew was to dance and smile
and dream of dreams flying high colourful kites
what happened, I ask myself
where did i lose that little girl, you loved yourself
this is not you, what you wanted to be
you loved to walk as high as stars can ever be
I know you are hungry again for that little dream you had
and little scared, what if, the history would repeat itself
I know that little girl inside you wants to jump and jump
but hold on to your horses, time has not yet come
wake up that little girl slowly and softly
she is terrified of coming out, so move steadily
make her rise again to see a better tomorrow
away from your past, away from all the sorrow
what do you see in me
a little girl or a new me ?
a little girl or a turbulent sea
i myself do not know where i am
i trip and trod in no mans land
i still have that feistiness inside me
the same one i had with two pig tails, around me
i still jump high on tiny little things
though now i hide it with just a simple swing
I remember myself walking with a pride
never looking either left or right
i did whatever i wanted to do
paying no attention to Mr. right or Mr. True
Day was day and night was night
everything was simple with just one candle light
all i knew was to dance and smile
and dream of dreams flying high colourful kites
what happened, I ask myself
where did i lose that little girl, you loved yourself
this is not you, what you wanted to be
you loved to walk as high as stars can ever be
I know you are hungry again for that little dream you had
and little scared, what if, the history would repeat itself
I know that little girl inside you wants to jump and jump
but hold on to your horses, time has not yet come
wake up that little girl slowly and softly
she is terrified of coming out, so move steadily
make her rise again to see a better tomorrow
away from your past, away from all the sorrow
what do you see in me
a little girl or a new me ?