Where Did She Go Where is that girl... who could dance all night, where did she go, where did she hide? She used to live inside of me, but now that I'm old, where can she be? I look in the mirror and see no trace of her youthful beauty that once lived in this face. Her hair wasn't gray, it was a soft warm brown... she didn't have any lines or wrinkles from frowns. Where is the body she used to possess, that filled the curves of her summer dress? Those aren't her hips so full and wide, is she still in there somewhere... trying to hide? I think that girl just slipped away to another time and another place, but sometimes when I look in the mirror I think I still see a resemblence to that girl who once lived inside of me. |
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| Written March 4, 2003 |