Not being with you,
Really hurts me inside...

You said that you wanted to go out,
But you were too chicken to call me...

Not too long ago,
We had been friends...

I am a girl who lives to sing and wishes on stars.
I wonder if someone’s thinking about me right...

I am a girl who writes her woes and sings them...
I wonder about the future, and what it has in...

There's this special guy,
To me he's one of a kind...

I know I'm not like most girls,
In the ways that I treat you...

The night we started to talk,
You told me how you cut yourself...

I love the way,
That you smile at me...

Sometimes I get the urge
To just sit down and write...

I love you because,
Of your sweet voice...

I've tried so many times,
To explain how much I care...