Charlie, by Ingrid Michaelson.
I know it’s about Charlie Brown, but I can’t help think of my own character called Charlie and his “red-headed girl”.
Lunch was the happiest 45 minutes of the day
For the red-headed angel would glide your way and say
“Hello, hello, Charlie hello”
And for the record, Charlie and Kirsti met in the lunchroom long before I heard this song. :P
22 year old writer, web designer and student from New Zealand.
