Wings of Curiosity

[Intro — light, playful, clear diction] Huhhh? They closed the door again. Another meeting without me. Ding-dong, oh, my little cake is here. Should I give them a bite? Knock knock. [Verse 1 — steady, sing every line] We share our scripts, we share our days, we share our moods in little ways. Stories, secrets, tiny things— But somehow, no one shares a lover. Huh? On the left, the wind is tangled in midnight ink. On the right, a blue snowflake dives into ice. Left side, an old married pair. Right side, still flirting. And look at me— Just me, and this little cake. [Pre-Chorus — playful, clipped] Wait, I just remembered— A lemon cake pillow for NO2. That would be funny. And a cherry blanket— Why doesn't NO3 have one already? [Chorus — bright, memorable, no skipped lines] Lemon cake pillow, cherry blanket, don't forget the lollipop. A girl's little dreams are very simple. Maybe too simple. That's probably why the important things never include me. Sigh. Don't underestimate me, okay? [Verse 2 — curious, slightly teasing] I look over at the freezing NO6. She probably just wants to sleep. As always. And that new girl— The one who looks like her. New girlfriend? I knew it. I'm right, aren't I? Everyone keeps finding someone. Everyone keeps having secrets. And somehow I'm still standing here, holding cake. [Bridge — musical-theatre feel, but continuous] Maybe I should knock again. Maybe I should bring the blanket. Maybe I should leave the lemon cake pillow right in NO2's room. No reason. Just curious. One lollipop on the table. Maybe two. Maybe five. It looks better that way. [Final Chorus — clear, slightly stronger] Lemon cake pillow, cherry blanket, cake in one hand, lollipop in the other. Share a story, share a laugh, share a little piece of life. But love? Apparently, that part is private. Fine. I'll keep the cake. [Outro — soft, lightly sarcastic] Another meeting without me. Another romance right in front of me. Another secret I already guessed. Don't underestimate these wings. I see everything. Well— almost everything.