Your a shoulder to lean on
An arm to pick me up...

You see her there smiling,
hair in messy waves...

He's in my life but your not.
I'm smiling & laughing again but the memories...

I love it how you touch my hand
and embrace it like the last...

Is this a nightmare?
Everywhere I look, there's deep dark corners of...

She feels so lonely.
Sitting here all alone...

I adore you
like no other...

Her thoughts and memories burn within her
taunting her, urdging her to ease the pain...

Cant I help you
I need to help you...

Sitting in her room
Nothing to protect her...

I don't tell because they make fun
They don't like your bald little head...

I wonder what it would feel like to be you
To be rich and popular...