The Land of Didn’t Care.
The morning sun come rising up, over the garden wall.
Shone on a girl so saddened then, she didn’t hear its’ call.
Come shine with me it said to her, come dance upon the lawn.
Come touch the trees, the flowers too, come celebrate the dawn.
She didn’t move, nor give a sign, she was as still as air.
The problem seemed, she had reached the land of didn’t care.
The land where only strangers meet and strangers they remain.
The land where quiet broken hearts wait to laugh again.
Step inside, touch a heart, mend a smile my friend.
Make her hear, make her see, bring her home again.
The sun rose high above the clouds and cast a shadow so.
On that girl so saddened there, she didn’t see its’ glow.
Come out from within the darkness, come look upon the light.
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