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Once Upon A Time, Tiana


Little brown girl 

Oh, how big can she be?

little brown girl 

through my eyes, you'll see

 

Her beauty is within 

thus, it lies deep

she's no Barbie and Ken

yet, still needs beauty sleep

 

They'll tell you

you can't and maybe you'll believe

but somehow I'd recieve...

my seat, with evangaline

 

No one, like Charlotte,

can tell her no

so she must grab that wooden spoon

and go go go

 

Not a rich father

but a rich heart

strong enough to wade in water 

and shield out the dark

 

She knows not when 

but soon it will arrive

her dreams are parked

right outside

 

This is her time...

her time to shine so without further ado:

here is her lifeline,

full of inclines

 

Once Upon a Time...

she was a little brown girl

 

 

 

 

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