She dreams of yellow sunshine
And coconut flowers
She wants to hold your hand
She springs with ease and care
Like little turtle doves
She wants to hold your hand
She drinks from garden hoses
And twirls in the circles
She wants to hold your hand
She is a party in mid-July
Broken hearted mules
She wants to hold your hand
She holds balloons for of air
And pieces of glass
She wants to hold your hand
She hugs herself independently
And clutches her skin
She wants to hold your hand
She fell asleep only once
With open eyes
She wants to hold your hand
She picked up the flowers in the spring
With summer nearby
She wants to hold your hand
She rests alone thinking of you
A twinkle in her eye
She’s already holding your heart.