As I look at the star's
The little silver specks painted on a black canvas in the sky
I think a silly thought
Do fairies have tails?
Do they even exist?
Where would one look
To find a fairy
I wonder if it would be
An eternal adventure
If that the case
Like I am sure it is
I want to go on
That great adventure
About solving the great
Mysteries of fairy's
Would they have wings to fly with?
Where would they live?
Would they have magic?
These questions fill my head
Like water leaking out though a dame
And as I slowly fall
Into a enteral sleep
I think one finally thought
Do fairies have tails?
I guess I'll never know
