I see a girl,
plain and pretty as can be,
but she's very, very lost...
So lost that she's afraid to believe.
I know she's sad and hurt,
hurt that her lover is no longer here to catch her as she falls,
to bring down her prison walls.
She's as pretty as can be,
has everything she could ever need,
but everyone has their whoa's,
and every one needs time to grow.
Inside her breaking heart,
is something that was always there,
even from the start...
Its very simple and its exactly what she needs.
Strength.
Strength to carry on,
to break down her own prison walls,
and shatter the glass that keeps her from the rest of the world.
She's as pretty as can be,
has everything she could ever need,
but everyone has their whoa's,
and every one needs time to grow.
This girl knows what she must do,
but is afraid to take that first step,
to be alone as she walks out the door,
into a world she has never seen before.
I hope she finds her way,
as we all must do someday.
She has the strength,
deep down in her heart,
waiting to be opened and brought to life...
Waiting to break through the strife.
Someday this girl will let it lose,
that’s when she will be set free from the noose.
She's as pretty as can be,
has everything she could ever need,
but everyone has their whoa's,
and every one needs time to grow. |
