My innocence is gone,
it blew away with the breeze,
spiraling up and through the trees.
Trying to chase that balloon,
and bring that little girl out in me,
while I sit here praying on my knees.
it blew away with the breeze,
spiraling up and through the trees.
Trying to chase that balloon,
and bring that little girl out in me,
while I sit here praying on my knees.
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