There's something about her,
That just doesn't understand me anymore.
There's something between us,
That's like an old trunk with thick old dust.
There's something in our past that I can't let go.
There's something that I want to but I just can't show.
There's some covers overlaying,
Telling me what i should really be saying.
There's some little girl out there,
Beginning to think that life's unfair.
There's some little girl that has her routine day.
And every night she begins to pray,
Pray that her life will turn out.
And she'll finally see what her dreams are about.
One little thing that she wants to say
One little time she wasn't okay.
One little time she spoke her thoughts.
One little time she went against what she was taught.
She knows what to hear.
And knows what to fear.
She'll care to the end.
Through each and every bend.
