Little Girl Lost

Little girl lost her ballon.

Shaped like a heart.

She cried.

Maybe the wind

Would blow it back soon

I lied.

Or the moon

Would catch it in a beam

And fly it

Tonight in her dream.

Little girl lost her love.

Escaped from her heart.

She cried.

Maybe fate

Would bring him back soon

I lied.

Or the moon

Would catch her in a beam

And fly her

Tonight in his dream.

To taste

That one last kiss of goodbye.

Little girl lost her balloon, 

And love disappears

On high.

Kevin East