She
She´s dressed in black she use to mask
her frozen smile her eyes are cold
she´s scare´d, that I can´t hold
fall in love in fiction
to be her dark religion
But she can´t see
That I am near
She cryes alone
She tryes to hide
afraid to die
she stay´s in her bed
it makes me sad
she´s lying in her tears
its not your fault, you know , I try to
hold
Autor(es): GEORGE SHEARING
