Drifting along through life
Never amounted to much
Just another face in the crowd
Nothing stands out, no sparkle
Blending in, fading away
No one can see…no one
Fading, on the edge of breaking
Living, just barely making it
Fading, tears just fall
Living, a drifting existence
Head down, as she walks
Not wanting to face the world
Hiding her pretty face
Unkempt hair going everywhere
Tear stained and falling apart
No one can see…no one
Fading, on the edge of breaking
Living, just barely making it
Fading, tears just fall
Living, a drifting existence
She doesn’t realize her beauty
She doesn’t see that he loves her
Refusing to believe it’s true
Denying the truth
A desire to belong…
And she’s just another face in the crowd
Hiding…
Breaking…
Falling…
Fading, on the edge of breaking
Living, just barely making it
Fading, tears just fall
Living, a drifting existence
Fading…
Fading and living
Fading and living
Just fading…
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