The sun is hiding from the shadow of an old oaktree The dark of night is knocking on my door and bringing mystery. A little girl is walking with a candle in her hand, she looks for secrets in her castle of white sand ooh little girl.
I recall when I was small I was a kid who stood alone I didn't want relity so I dreamed all on my own.
I would leave my house at night with a solitary friend a broken doll I had from way back when
The children fear the clicking of night the grow ups fear the pain of the light you are the past that I ride
TOUCH ME LITTLE GIRL LOVE ME LITTLE GIRL OOH TOUCH ME LITTLE GIRL BRING ME BACK MY GIRL OOH TOUCH ME LITTLE GIRL KISS ME LITTLE GIRL OOH OH GIRL, MY GIRL
Now I'm standing here alone and the past is far away the crazy world is not for me so I have to find my own!!!!!!
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