In three days
you'll fly away
for one year
and I've been counting the days
like a 6year old girl
happely counting
the days till her bithday
only the happyness
is switched for sadness
or maby by a feeling
that just doesn't have the power
to stop you from taking that plain
or maby it's like
I feel like
the 6year old child
that didn't got
what she wanted on her birthday