Swaying Paper Castles

Lyrics

In her own little world she will spin
With a soft, quiet smile on her chin
Talking to flowers that grow by the wall
Hearing a whisper, she answers their call

She can dance with the breeze in the park
Till the shadows turn into the dark
Building her castles of paper and thread
Dreaming of stars as she goes to her bed

But time is a river that flows to the sea
And soon she'll grow up and be fancy and free
The dollhouse will gather the dust on the floor
And she won't play make-believe here anymore

So I watch as she twirls in the light
Such a beautiful, magical sight
My little darling, so sweet and so small
Dancing away at the edge of the fall

Just a sweet little girl
In her own quiet world...