Norah Jones — Seven Years

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