I'm just a writer of simple songs
My words are short my thoughts are long
I write about feelings
I write about love
I write about freedom and the skies above
I like to smell the wild rose
And feel the sand between my toes
Dew still wet beneath my feet
Purple clover lush and sweet
I'm just a simple girl that dreams
Of trees and fields, of skies and streams
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