(Fairy)tale

So small, but so lovely
Born out of planet Venus
And raised in daisy field valleys
Floating around ideas of heat

Like the song that she is
Whirling around in her room
Like the song no one hears
Waltzing to the tune
That goes

Do do do do

Run, run to the forest
Behind the bushes, across the old creek
The looming tree will bear witness
On the nagging of innocence against the release

Like the song that this is
Rising and falling around in our room
Like the song no one hears
Waltzing to the tune
That goes

Do do do do
Do do do do

Do I lose myself in others tales
Like fiction's in my veins
Do I seek the thrill of summer days
Like the seasons never change
When the music ends
I'll play pretend
Like the tune is in my place

It lingers at
The back of my brain
Like a lonely refrain

It goes

So small, but so lovely
So small, but so lovely
So small