What more can her heart ask for?
I walk up to a place thats unknown
And thats when I see her, a girl so alone
She sat there in a chair with tears in her eyes
I guess because of sweet little lies?
What more can her heart ask for?
She sits there with a broken heart
I guess because everyone decides to ignore?
Ignored, like she’s some old painting boxed up; like the one that’s behind that broken glass door.
What more can her heart ask for?
Trapped in her own thoughts
Fighting to be free from every voice that’s in her head but soon drowned in distraught
What is going on in her life?
Her strength is so weak just like a rusted old knife
What more can her heart ask for!?
To be loved as she loves?
To be with the man that comes from above?
she’s sitting right there and with a blink of an eye
she’s running to escape without a single goodbye
Not looking back at her tracks
She continues to run away
Crying as if she was crying black rivers of dismay
What more can her heart ask for?
Someone please tell me!
Look at her, someone please help! That girl over there.. please don’t let her flee...
With a sudden movement she comes to halt..
Falls to her knees, and yells “it’s not my fault!
What more can my heart ask for? What more can it take?”
I run up to her and hold her close to my heart
Looked her in the eyes, that’s when my heart stopped.
I got up so quickly and wanted to run
But my feet they were glued there was no where to turn..
My eyes glued to hers as I whispered “How could this be...?”
That girl... that lonely girl... she so happened to be me
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