Our life is full of teenage drama.
Her mom like my momma...
Your not alone
Yet you may feel so...
The angels brushed beauty into the trees
The comforting colors mingle with the breeze...
From my window a tree
looms high above the roof...
How would you ever
learn to make wise decisions...
While flying in her invisible jet one day
Came to land where she used to play...
Call me naive
because you can't speak without fingers crossed...
Una buena amiga es la que sabe como nos sentimos...
no digamos ni una sola...
I call you my big brother
because you act like it...
I have two best friends and i love them with all...
Were like sister and nothing can tear us apart...
Your like a sister to me
and thats all true...
I want you
I need you...