When I was a child

When did I lose myself?

The child in me, the life in me

The chill in me, the kind in me,

The dreamer in me, the wild in me

The carefree in me, the grise in me,

The reckless in me, the fine in me,

When did I lose myself?

When I was the star in the story of my life,

When I was probably like twenty-five

When I was not a mother or wife

But only my parents’ little child.