One of those days

that just comes and goes

it's not so special

she watches the birds

that rest on a ledge

outside her room

the wallpaper old and faded

a crack in the window pane

the radio just keeps playing

playing that same old song.



She smiles to herself

"they think that i'm strange...

...they say I'm a dreamer

...but I don't complain,

though I don't have much

to call my own."

and she's not a movie star, no

and she's not a beauty queen

she'll tell you it doesn't matter

'cause she's not the only one

she says,



"I know a place

where I keep the best of things

I'm not gonna wait

for my piece of heaven.

Where there's a road

it leads to the promised land

I just turn the key

the key to the

...kingdom..."



she stares at the page

of a new magazine, the morning papers

she walks into town

and catches a show

if she can find the time

and she's not a movie star, no

and she's not a beauty queen

she'll tell you it doesn't matter

'cause she's not the only one.

she says,



"I know a place

where I keep the best of things

I'm not gonna wait

for my piece of heaven

where there's a road

it leads to the promised land

I just turn the key

the key to the

...kingdom..."





Submitted by Michael Hack