THERE’S THIS GIRL
Remember the days
When you couldn’t stop singing
Dancing and dressing up
Laughing and grinning
Well, that was before
They all mocked how you dressed
Said you would never
Fit in with the rest
And so, you stop smiling
And changed what you wore
When music plays
YOU don’t dance anymore
In case you look silly
In case you look absurd
For fear it will dredge up
Those memories past
For fear that you’ll feel
Like you used to back then
Embarrassed and worthless
Again, and again
But there’s this girl watching
She’s looking at you
Trying to figure out what she should do
Should she stop singing
And swallow her voice?
Pick outfits to wear
That would not be her choice?
Should she resist urges
To get up and dance
Cause sitting there quietly
No one will laugh
She won’t understand
All the power she holds
To do as she chooses
And not as she’s told
So warm up your voice
And then strike up the band
Pick out your clothes
And get ready to dance
And smile as you do so
Think of that girl
She’s the one trapped inside you
So do it for her
Do it for you inner child
Do it for yourself!
Thank you !
