Seven Years - Norah Jones

Spinning, laughing

Dancing to her favorite song

A little girl with nothing wrong

Is all alone

Eyes wide open

Always hoping for the sun

And she’ll sing her song to anyone

That comes along

Fragile as a leaf in autumn

Just fallin' to the ground

Without a sound

Crooked little smile on her face

Tells a tale of grace

That’s all her own

Fragile as a leaf in autumn

Just fallin' to the ground

Without a sound

Spinning, laughing

Dancing to her favorite song

She’s a little girl with nothing wrong

And she’s all alone

A little girl with nothing wrong

And she’s all alone