norah jones
seven years
Spinning, laughing, dancing to Her favorite song A little girl with nothing wrong Is all alone   Eyes wide open Always hoping for the sun And she'll sing her song to anyone That comes along   Fragile as a leaf in autumn Just fallin' to the ground Without a sound   Crooked little smile on her face Tells a tale of grace That's all her own   Fragile as a leaf in autumn Just fallin' to the ground Without a sound   Spinning, laughing, dancing to her Favorite song Well, she's a little girl with nothing wrong And she's all alone A little girl with nothing wrong And she's all alone