Mittwoch, 8. Oktober 2014
A little girl
A little girl walking up the street,
wondering who she's about to meet.
Wondering if she walks away,
walks away from where she stayed.

Loves her family and her friends,
doesn't expect anyone to understand,
why she's so deeply hurt and sad,
she wants to be loved so bad.
A little girl walking up the street,
I wonder why she can't see,that she's pretty.
She wouldn't think it's enough,
'cause she's literally, unluckyly in love.

A little girl walking up the street pretending it's all fine,
the truth is she's in love for the first time.
And he is going to make her cry,
And it will kill her inside.
Well she's never been in love before,
and she's still hoping for more,
but there's nothing, nothing he says or does,
And she was hoping for love, love

A grown girl walking down the street,
wondering who she's about to meet,
believe me when I say,
She learned a lot today,
About love and that kinda guys,
who get lost in their own lies,
the tears are rolling down her face,
but she would pretend it's just the rain.
'Cause sometimes you gotta fall and feel the pain,
And she know she is not the same,
as she was when she walked up the street...

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