A sort of walking miracle
She wore peace on her shirt
rainbows in her skirt
she danced on cloud nine shoes
when the clouds stormed about
she would laugh it out
'cause she says there is nothing to loose
nothing was her aim today
she just smiled myway
and I fell into the deepest blues
I lost my direction
triped over my deception
and landed in a different views
I only have her memory
I only have her heart
she just seemed to give it over
and thats when it all fell apart
the pieces scattered in the breeze
the peace she is all over me
she wont know what she did
by finding me deep where I hid
it was over from the start
she flies from one to one
loving all the undone
someone tell the news
what is she doing today
is nothing again her play
how can I catch her grooves
all I have is her gift
remembering my eternal shift
and loving how it sparks my muse
dancing prancing hearts I wonder
she was some kind of miracle walker
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