Everything Changes

The little cupboard near the table,
moss is forming, and a fable
was read to a little girl,
who had dreams of a beautiful world
she believed in fairies, the amazing prairies
the world had.

As the earth kept spinning, she was winning
She didn't have, any care
she never lost somebody, or a heart that kept shouting
'please keep me here'

Nobody knows,
everything changes,
and as we grow,
we'll be stuck in places,

The night grows cold with,
Black hearts told,
it was out of time.
She realized how sorry,
one can be with, misty eyes.

Nobody knows,
everything changes,
and people go,
to a place called their haven,