Give hope to the sad girl,
That lives in a bad world,
The one that cries and listens to music to cope,
The one that regardless has strength and hope,
The one that washes dishes without complaint,
The one with the heart you can never taint...
What freedom can she discover,
When her hollow eyed mother,
Holds onto her last little one,
Her purpose is life is almost gone...
So give strength to the strong,
I try in my songs,
This is the climax of my encouragement,
Every sad girl needs mental nurishment...
When the last grain of sand, falls on your freedom year,
The pain will reside, but don't give in to fear,
Pain passes, when you meet the one you can love,
You'll have hope, as if it falls from above,
Then your smothered dreams, and aching heart,
Will make the ocean of beat-downs part,
Your love will carry you through,
Just like you always knew...
Lovers can't mend or fix your emotional condition,
They just hand you the key, and you put it in the ignition,
Hope shines through the cobwebs and dirty windows,
This is just my theory, but you'll see how it goes...