Cuckoo-ed.

This girl in the neighborhood,
She is a little cuckoo,
She waits for something to happen,
Not knows where, what or who.

She tells of her bad dreams,
Of bad incidents and people,
No one comes to my rescue,
She says, and begins to fiddle.

She looks with those big dreamy eyes,
I am just myself and will be,
I fail to follow my dear, she says
Why is it then so hard to love me.

She tried to capture the sun,
Went looking for the rainbow,
And they say she is crazy,
she will never grow.

She pretends to count the stars
On the roof top every night,
Silently she weeps,
Sings herself to sleep in the fading light.

I will find my way out of here soon,
She says, you will look for me, you'll see,
The rainbow across the river,
is where your best bet should be.

This girl in the neighborhood,
She was a little cuckoo,
She found what she was looking for,
No one knows where, what or who.