She is a girl, Walking in a shoes of a man, She is the daughter the son, Carry all the burdens in her little shoulders, No one to seek sympathy, She just walking strong, Hiding her tears, swallowed all the pains alone, Nobody knows she's dying inside, Carrying a dream other puts on her. Pursue the dreams other wanted her to be, She buried her own dreams, Her own passion, She just wanna dance, She just wanna harmonize the tunes, Living with lingering rhythm of melody, As a part of rhapsody to her misery. Walking strong a petite girl, Carry dreams of others, In a way to pace her own path, Into her long shading dreams, Be a rebellious child she were, Fighting alone, hiding tears, Dying and living again, Alive under the same blue skies.