Where do you run
When you're at your wit's end...

If you could see through me to my soul
What would you see...

Today I draw a picture,
a picture of my past...

The sound of rain to soothe my soul,
a far-off cry...

Why did you do this to me?
I hate you so...

Here I am, a hiding girl
crying as my story unfurls...

I think of you often
now that I am gone...

You can't imagine how much I wanted you to be the...
Everything I feel for you...

I'm distant
Not hidden away alone distant...