This girl, she says
She's lost and dead
I want to show her
She is precious
And then she says
She's sick and weak
I want to give her
All the love of which i speak
You keep your heart
Hold your head up so high
Breathe with me
I'll show you of the sky
She lacks the years
She shows no fear
She knows of something
I have learned while shedding tears
But who is she?
How does she know?
I guess some people grow up fast
Before they die so slow
You keep your heart
Hold your head up high
And breathe with me
I'll show you of the sky
You hold your heart up to the sun
We'll both be dead before we're done
You hold your heart up to the sky
I hope you smile, someday you will know why
© 2004
Tuesday, July 6, 2004
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