I know a girl
with the world at the tip of her fingers
An open horizon that beckons her eyes
Come on
She's counting the stars
on her ceiling and trying to find the one
To finish a new constellation
She drew in her sky, a fable in lights
cause the stories run deep in her bones
Right now her world is magical
And nothing at all can be everything
And the right dress makes her royal
So she can be queen of anything
she's building a home
Out of flowers and rocks she collected
for fairies to sleep in protected
from the dark of the night, and the spells and the lies
of a witch who's been lonely too long
Right now her world is magical
And nothing at all can be everything
Picking dandelions by the fistful
Like she was the queen of anything
Some summer day
We'll be sharing a beer in the backyard
Flipping through memories like postcards
From innocent days when mischievous games
Would fill up her hours and her dreams
Back when the world was magical
And nothing at all could be everything
Like the cardboard and blanket castle
Where she was my queen and my everything