Kansas town,

Left far below.

Blue skies,

And clouds of grey.

Moving on,

But I wish she'd stay.
She was searching,

For dreams she heard.

Her slippers red,In a greyscale world.

Floating trees,

With magic strands.

Riding with the wind,To the fantasy land.
When I stumble,

She's there for me.

A helping hand,

She lends to me.

Picks me up,

When I've fallen down.

With her golden wings,

And a diamond crown.

She gives me what I wanted,Everything I need,Everything is freed.From my mind to my soul,That was stranded.Riding with the wind,To the fantasy land.
And if she wanted,She could stay with me.
Give it up,To be with me.
But she's an angel,With golden wings.
And every song,I know she sings.
So I hold her,For a little while.
Remembering,Her sweet smile.
When she gave me what I wanted.Saved me when I was stranded.She took me on her wings,To the fantasy land.

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