One day,
I'll grin broadly;
One day,
I'll smile widely;
At the lost me
Who thought that she could be
Anything she wanted to be
One day,
I'll look back;
One day,
I'll reminisce;
At the naive me
Who thought that she could see
Anything she wanted to see.
One day,
I'll remember;
One day,
I'll mull over;
At the gullible me
Who didn't think she'd have to plea
To fly and to be free;
But one thing she wasn't counting upon,
Was her own self moving on;
She always considered herself a pawn,
Oh, she didn't know that pawns too won.
