High
When I see you sky as a kite
As high as I might
I can't get that high
The how you move
The way you burst the clouds
It makes me want to try
When I see
you sticky as lips
As licky as trips
I can't lick that far
But when you pout
The way you shout out loud
It makes me want to start
And when I see you happy as a girl
That swims in a world of magic show
It makes me bite my fingers through
To think I could've let you go
And when
I see you
Take the same sweet steps
You used to take
I say I'll keep on holding you
My arms so tight
I'll never let you slip away
And when
I see you kitten as a cat
Yeah as smitten as that
I can't get that small
Tthe way you fur
The how you purr
It makes me want to paw you all
And when I see you happy as a girl
That lives in a world of make-believe
It makes me pull my hair all out
To think I could've let you leave
And when
I see you
Take the same sweet steps
You used to take
I know I'll keep on holding you
In arms so tight
They'll never let you go
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Robert
on 'High'...
"Happiness".
(Cure News 14 - 1993)
"A song about Dorothy, a friend's child; she had (has!) a fantastic
way with words - "sky as a kite" was one of hers! - and
was convinced that she could fly! Strangely enough(?) I too had held
this belief through several of my formative years, and was consequently
the only "grow-up" to listen without laughing... sadly she
tells me that she doesn't fly anymore... and sadly nor do I... (September
1997)
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