SPIRIT CHILD

Always a calm disposition
Never has a care
Holding on to nothing
Flowers in her hair
Sleeping in a stranger's bed
To her another friend
Looks forward to the future
Never fears the end
Energy fills her body
The wind never lets her down
Walks to a different beat
Spinning 'round and 'round
Trips through reality
Sometimes they watch her go
Her words come out like fairy tales
She has a certain glow
Stumbles through heaven's gates
With a strange grim upon her face
But she can't stay there very long
It's all a part of her pace
She wants to go with her
To the place inside her mind
She hopes she'll take her
To that never ending high
She's gotta feel what she feels
She wants to touch the sky.