Background :
This is my frist attempt to write lyrics from the perspective of a teenage girl who falls in love with a pop star Miley Cyrus and fantasises to be with her someday. The diction and the subject matter is with respect to a teen girl's psyche, attempting to say what she feels. The refrains are her anxiety but fairy tail end releases her somewhat from her aloneness and with a desire to meet her girl someday in the time tunnel of hope.
Miley give me smiley
I was all alone on a Sunday morning
Alone, alone with myself.
Daddy called me hey Sweety !
Want to go for a ride?
Alone, alone what else could I do?
I said, yes Daddy, let’s go to the other side.
We went to a CD store
Where there were the posters
Of beauteous babes
And hardy boys but
Alone, alone I was with myself.
And daddy asked me,
“Sweety what can I buy for you?”
“Nothing daddy, I said,
It’s all old and nothing’s new”
Alone, alone I was with myself.
The shopper found me sad and asked,
“What’s bothering my child?”
I said, “alone, alone I am with myself.
You won’t understand.
He gifted me a new album
From an old old stand.
It was a lifelong gift
Of a blonde, slim friend.
Blonde babe she was, she was,
She was with me always.
Singing songs and painting nails,
When I felt low, she was there to raise.
Alone, a little less alone with myself.
Miley you’ll teach me singing,
Miley you’ll teach me smile,
Miley you’ll be with me
For all the while.
A school girl now I feel at day
And a dancing star by night
I dream to be with you someday.
Happy, happy I am with me.
Minu Jasdanwala
(3/12/15)
This is my frist attempt to write lyrics from the perspective of a teenage girl who falls in love with a pop star Miley Cyrus and fantasises to be with her someday. The diction and the subject matter is with respect to a teen girl's psyche, attempting to say what she feels. The refrains are her anxiety but fairy tail end releases her somewhat from her aloneness and with a desire to meet her girl someday in the time tunnel of hope.
Miley give me smiley
I was all alone on a Sunday morning
Alone, alone with myself.
Daddy called me hey Sweety !
Want to go for a ride?
Alone, alone what else could I do?
I said, yes Daddy, let’s go to the other side.
We went to a CD store
Where there were the posters
Of beauteous babes
And hardy boys but
Alone, alone I was with myself.
And daddy asked me,
“Sweety what can I buy for you?”
“Nothing daddy, I said,
It’s all old and nothing’s new”
Alone, alone I was with myself.
The shopper found me sad and asked,
“What’s bothering my child?”
I said, “alone, alone I am with myself.
You won’t understand.
He gifted me a new album
From an old old stand.
It was a lifelong gift
Of a blonde, slim friend.
Blonde babe she was, she was,
She was with me always.
Singing songs and painting nails,
When I felt low, she was there to raise.
Alone, a little less alone with myself.
Miley you’ll teach me singing,
Miley you’ll teach me smile,
Miley you’ll be with me
For all the while.
A school girl now I feel at day
And a dancing star by night
I dream to be with you someday.
Happy, happy I am with me.
Minu Jasdanwala
(3/12/15)
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