Pale skin, bright eyes, hair as dark as night
she stands in her dress...

And she'd do anything to be beautiful
to be perfect...

Stop spinning little girl, your not so little...
all those years you were waiting for peter pan...

Because people like me don't deserve forgiveness,
No mercy or pity to be shown at our door...

Promises Promises.
I'd do anything for you...

Its nights like these
staying up late, chatting shit...

The fires dying, hold me closer,
lay down with me, with your arm around me...

Shes screaming at her self,
what did she do...

And its a long walk down that road,
its cold out, pitch black...

I knew you for a few months, we shared feelings we...
You cared for me just like a mummy should do...

I saw your hands, and your little face.
You were so tiny, No one should be that small...

In my eyes your image will reflect
when I hold you tight and snug...