My Own Little World
I am Whimsical and Crazy
I wonder what would happen if more people were like this
I see people dancing around the
Great Oak Tree
I want more people to be happy
I am Whimsical and Crazy
I pretend that I fly high above the Great Oak Tree
I feel the soft leaves of the Great Oak
I touch the sky when I fly even higher
I worry that I will grow tired,
and fall I cry when I see someone fall, and hit the ground down below
I am Whimsical and Crazy
I understand that this is not possible
I say to myself that this world is
not real I dream every night, about my own little world
I try to tell people about my
world I hope more people will enter my little world
I am Whimsical and Crazy
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