font=Tahoma,Geneva]Who’s that girl who lies awake in bed early in the morning, who watches the sun rise in all its majestic glory, she looks into the sky with hope filled eyes, she knows she’s ready for today’s journey Clown-shaped clouds smile back at her as they slowly fade away; taking with them the rain of the previous day, the girl waves, and the sun shines brighter and extends its rays, they stretch so far just to lightly beam against her face, she smiles with grace, then sets her gaze, into the distance, her mind starts to race But what does she think...