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I have tried to paint it my own flower sky a garden of color I cannot describe and I have made a way there through these corridors and through the rooftop stairway through the secret door you misunderstand me I am not a child the door to my garden I lift open wide, wide up above marigolds, violets, roses not stud seeds cornflowers make blue fields where I want to run you misunderstand me I am not a child the door to my garden I lift open wide you misunderstand me I am not a child SongtexteI wish that I could be but time proves unkind you misunderstand me I am not a child a place to come back to is my flower sky it's somewhere out there sky... Aus Songtexte Mania