I come from a small town not big nor round
I come from the grass that is now concrete
I come from my mum and the hospital bed I used to lie in
I come from the house that I moved away from
I come from the warmth that isn’t so warm now
I come from a family with all the fights
I come from a hospital where I saw the bright lights
I come from the winter and the warmth of July
I come from my soft brown bear me and my mum used to play with that is the memories I miss
I come from the room we sing in
I come from the nature I love
I come from a family that I was the only child in
I came from the bed I used to cry in now its just the bed I lie in
Dancing in moonlight underneath the stars,
laughing till the morning comes,
like we used to do
By Paige
