Regrets she had many, which made her heart ache. But that wasn't enough, so she started making amends. She started with going back "home."
Little I am, A boy of seven. Big but is the heart I offer. Will you take it? Little is the pocket money I carry with me. Big but for an ice-cream everyday. Will you share mine? Little short I am Compared to the big boys. Big but to climb every tall tree. Will you [...]
He thought he had broken her. He was right. Yet, yes yet, she pieced herself together again.
Dark, pitch dark All around, With nothing to be seen, With nothing to go by. Where then, is the light They say would guide you? Dark, pitch dark All inside, With no clue, With no direction. Where then, is the light They say would guide you? Dark, pitch dark Is the colour of the season. [...]