You look and wonder the wonder she wonders.
White flags and burned ashes,
White flags and burned ashes,
bare trees in paths of leaves.
Daisies in digged holes only to be climbed out of.
Daisies in digged holes only to be climbed out of.
You stare and wonder, walk barefooted into the dirt.
Only to see the sun that shines upon one's world
Only to see the sun that shines upon one's world
And for one day; if she stares back into mine
one can only wonder,
how clouds will try and stop to make her shine.
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