Carefully touch the unwoven thread
Don't uncover a wound that has bled
So many thoughts run through a young girl's head
That's what a seamstress's granddaughter said
We baste our dreams to the corners of our hearts
but so easily these two can fall apart
so many thoughts go through a young girl's head
that's what a seamstress's granddaughter said
and, oh, she dreams in silent repose
of handmade things, quilted angel wings
and colorful clothes
she wraps them all around her
as she walks through her days
and examines the threads that connect her life
in so many ways
to the ones she loves
a stitch in time sews up several seams
a bright-eyed girl with material dreams
so many thoughts run through a young girl's head
that's what a seamstress's granddaughter said
'here's a pattern to look pretty on my doll's head'
that's what a seamstress's granddaughter said
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