Preferred Band/Artist: BlackByrd
She had fairies dancing around in her eyes when she smiled
She'd make you feel that you could accomplish anything
That you set your heart on and your mind to
This girl was born to guide you
A gypsy princess with an iris in her hair
Walked with her head held high like she never had a care in the world
She’d just be playing dolls when you'd hit her pretty face
And kick her to the floor to put her in her place
She would sing to you when you passed out on the chair
She’d keep on singing but her daddy never cared
Chorus:
Now she’s making her rounds on the carousel tonight,
Trying to mend the broken pieces with her magic lullaby
Turning every tear into a million little diamonds
Yet you break her child like essence every time you are around her
What happened to the girl who'd smile at everyone?
How could you break such perfection what went wrong?
You broke her spirit every time you raised your hand
I guess you did that to feel just like the man you never were
Chorus:
Now she’s making her rounds on the cornered streets tonight
And she’s failing to make sense of all the wrongs in her life
Doing favors for old men who remind her of her dad
Trying to get that one last hit
To forget about her past
But she had fairies dancing around in her eyes
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