She’s sitting on the street and watching our feet
She wants to be a star, she wants a flashy cars…
She's so happy nobody really knows her,
Her chances of becoming a star are really dim
I see her everyday…. everyday in the morning
And now it’s raining without no warning….
I ran out to see her…it was still pouring,
I guess she’s gone…. To someplace far away,
I ran all over… all over asking everyone…
Then the rain stopped I looked into the shops,
I saw this girl and she was there,sipping her coffee or whatever she had...
My Guardian Angel...
REST IN PEACE.....
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