This always seems to happen
Me feeling so very lost...

Church bells are ringing
It's a beautiful Sunday morning...

I can be the happy girl
Who always makes your day...

Her name was Ashlyn Marie
With eyes fierce and green...

I don't keep my hair neat
I usually tie it back...

All I want to do is die
Curl up in a ball and cry...

No matter where you are
I'm just a call away...

When I'm with you
I get this feeling I can't explain...

The broadcast room is crowded today
It's run by Mr. and Mrs. Lies...

Hold me close
Don't let go...

Watch the rain from your window
You'll see it falling gently...

She didn't know just what to do
Her thoughts were too much to handle...