She's a foreigner in her own body
and she's thinking of his hands
that she could never feel
holding secrets that she can't cry
secrets to breaking to reveal.
And the tiniest prick of her finger
could make her life a mess
dealing with countless built up hurt
and feelings to deep to express.
She could walk one thousand miles
she could stare death in the face
lasting nights she's left screaming
confronted with tears she can't erase.
And lately she's been searching
for something she can't possess
embarking on a journey
that an angel hasn't blessed.
And its impossible to love her
love a girl to distressed to see
she's crying over nothing
for it's just a teenage love story.
But reality blinds her sparkling eyes
telling her the never resting detail
a girl that cannot be loved like she
put on the earth just to fail.
He never had the chance to tickle her cheeks, or let her fall asleep on his chest, and even with angels leading the way, she still feels so depressed.
Nobody to love her
now that he's gone
she wants to cry
but theres no one to see her tears
once she use to know her laugh
but it's become anonymous to her ears.
Fleeing from a neverending life
a life she lives without any love
can't concur the past its present now, can't forget what it consists of.
And lately she's been searching
for a love she can't possess
embarking on a journey
that angels refuse to bless.
