I am vacillating and kind
I am vacillating and kind
I wonder about what will my life be like when I am older I hear a soft lullaby I see a kite escapes from the string I want my childhood days back I am vacillating and kind |
I pretend I am not afraid
I feel everyone is looking at me I touch the cup that contains my favorite ice tea I worry about my fame I cry for the vagrants I an vacillating and kind |
I understand why people are trying to escape the fates
I say the world is not that perfect as I thought before I dream I could sleep tight with a sweet lullaby I hope the dream will never end I am vacillating and kind. |