Missing girl

There was a girl
She used to smile
In the way she was
She used to smile
All the time

She used to love wearing jeans
Because she only could wear that on weekends
And she tried to go once in a month
Listen to some music in the museum

If nobody wanted to go with her
It was ok
She would went happilly alone
And smiling

There was a girl
She used to smile
In the way she was
She used to smile
All the time

She used to go visit her grandma
During lunch break
And she loved to feel the wind
From the bus windows

There wasn`t nothing better than
go out an realize it was still day
And the sun would still be on her way
Even if she went in the wrong direction
That would make her still be smiling

There was a girl
She used to smile
In the way she was
She used to smile
All the time

She dreamed to travel
During the night to new places
And coming back in the morning
Telling great stories

But people laughed at her
When she asked: " Let`s go?"

One day she went
In the way she dreamed
And when she came back
She told great stories in the morning
To the one`s that laughed at her

There was a girl
She used to smile
In the way she was
She used to smile
All the time