I know this pretty girl.
Who looks terrible when she crys.
I know this pretty girl.
The world is different in her eyes.
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Your always thinking of me.
And you'll tell me everyday.
You tell me that you love me.
And you prove it in every way.
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Pictures only get half of the feeling.
They keep vanishing this sorrow is stealing.
All of my memories, all of my hope.
Why my happiness, I can't even cope.
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No matter what you do.
Or how bad I may be.
You know things have been better,
For you & for me.
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I was searching for love in my lonely sea.
Not realizing what was in front of me.
I don't care what they say.
I don't care what they do.
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These feelings are undescribable.
Your face it's so desirable.
Your eyes light up my life.
With you no need for strife.
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A broken heart is hard to heal
You can't help it's how you feel
You cry & cry till the pain is all better
You have just as much faith as small as a feather
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I sit here sobbing in the rain.
Somehow wanting to ease the pain.
This pain is real this pain is strong.
Although you know it may be wrong.
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I'm never alone, your here with me.
I can no longer be sad with this misery.
I have to tell you whats is true.
I know i've fallen in love with you.
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When we are apart the wind whispers your name.
When we are together I don't feel the same.
When I miss you our love brings us together.
When you say you love me I say please last forever.
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This world keeps changing right before my eyes.
I become more vulnurable to others lies.
In the depths of my heart way down below.
I hear a little girl singing not to happiness but to sorrow.
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My hair blowing in the wind.
Wondering when this heartache ends.
The sadest sorrow in my eyes.
Never wanna say goodbyes.
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I love this boy they cannot see.
What these feelings have done for me.
I would search a million worlds to find one like him.
But we all know those chances are slim.
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I am me. It is simple as that. Thats all you need to know about me.: D)
Pretty Girl.
I know this pretty girl.
Who looks terrible when she crys.
I know this pretty girl.
The world is different in her eyes.
She says what she can.
And does what she does.
But it makes no diference to the one she loves.
She thinks about him all the time.
But its not really him.
She thinks the words that he says.
But slightly changes them.
She hears what she wants to hear.
And listens to no other words.
She doesn't know how to tell him.
How she truely feels.
So she goes with this hurt.
Hoping that it heals.
One day he may know she really does love him.
Also he may know that these thoughts are growing thin.
She wants to tell oh so bad but doesn't know how to say.
All the things shes thinking that come day by day.
Do you know this pretty girl she asks herself everyday.
Yes I do she replies we never tear away.
You may ask who may this be.
Well I may answer, this is me.