In Midgar

By: Reffie Striheart

In Midgar, in the summer time

The busy streets so fundimental

I walk into the crowd

In Midgar you get your coffee at a

Sleazy side street corner

Where people dress so bad

Beauty is so avoidable

Everyone is ugly there

I sit and wonder what am I doin' here

But on the PHS line

I am anyone

I am anything I wanna be

I could be a guy named Sephy

Tifa Lockheart

And you wouldn't know the difference

Or would you?

In Midgar all the people got modern names like

Cait and Cloudy

And modern bodies too

In Midgar on the slum streets

You have to dodge the motorcycles

Or they'll run you over

I never felt so lonely

Never felt so out of place

I never wanted something more then this

See on the PHS line

I am anyone

I am anything I wanna be

I could be a guy named Sephy

Tifa Lockheart

And you wouldn't know the difference

Or would you?

See on the PHS line

I am any height

I am any age I wanna be

I could be a caped vampire

A blue suited Turk

And you wouldn't know the difference

Or would you?

Or would you?

Thank you for calling Midgar lines

Thank you for calling Midgar lines

Thank you for calling Midgar lines

Author's Note: Hello everybody! I live! Yahhhhh! Listens to the boo's from the crowd. *sticks tongue out* Anyway....REVEIW!!! Please? O yeah and it's Yuffie singing to whoever you think she shold be with.