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The title song from my original all-female musical written as an education piece for schools.
A group of young women who have all become deceased before their time become involved in a race to save a teenager from ending her own life, by persuading her bodily spirit to return to its host. It all ends happily and the females all gain their 'wings' as their reward.
Guess I've made a few mistakes and
Didn't have what it would take
To be the kind of girl that thyey would like to know
Lacking in confidence seclusion was my defence.
Always looking for a place to hide
I'd dig a hole and crawl inside and tell myself I was the only one
But now I'm through the pain
Never going there again.
No more time for worry,no more feeling sorry
No more tears or sorrows no more sad tomorrows.
No commiserations, no sad relations
No No No No
No more a broken doll.