So... my brother randomly asked me to write a poem/lyrics/something for him to compose music to. And I said it would be really hard, especially because he wouldn't give me a theme or mood or anything to work with

Ten minutes later, I wrote this:


Tiny Dancer

Tiny Dancer
Hiding in the rain
Wonít you come back home?

I see you walking
Heaven in your hands
Juggling the skyline

And I hope
I told you what I did
I hope I told you right
And that youíll come home-

Tonight, Tiny Dancer
Tiny Dancer
Wonít you come home tonight?
Tiny Dancer
Nothing is the same
Without your world
Of paper planes
And love

Tiny Dancer
Bending back before
Wonít you come
Closer?

Look again
Turn your tiny head
Turn away from the skyline

I hope I told you
Who you-

Are, Tiny Dancer
Tiny Dancer
Wonít you come home tonight?
Tiny Dancer
Tiny Dancer
Nothing is the same
Without your world
Of paper planes
And love
Tiny Dancer

Close the window while I hear the answer.
See youíre not coming home-

Tonight, Tiny Dancer
Tiny Dancer
Why arenít you coming home tonight?
Tiny Dancer
Tiny Dancer
Nothing is the same
Without your world
Of paper planes
And love