Girl on Top of the World

i’m a girl on top of the world in my blue satin dress
spinning around on my toes into an arabesque,
wind me up gently and we’ll do each movement together.
if you dip me in gold then i’ll be your tomorrow forever.

i’m a bird in a beautiful cage, perched on a swing.
i could be happy all day just whistlin’.
hang me up high from your beam and i’ll catch the sun,
but dare me and i’ll spread my wings and probably run.

‘cause the wind only takes you as far as you’re willing to travel
and the higher the wall and the wire, the harder the climb.
so it’s got to be worth all it’s weight in the heart that you carry.
across the line

i’m a girl on top of the world, spinning my fate.
the candle, the wick and the fire and all they illuminate.
offer a sip of your wine and i’ll drink your soul,
but deny me a piece of your bread and i’ll swallow you whole.

but the wind only takes you as far as you’re willing to travel
and the higher the wall and the wire, the harder the climb.
So it’s got to be worth all it's weight in the heart that you carry
across the line.

© 2001 Nancy Magarill