Im not the kind of girl that sits and cries
But i caint help but layback and stare
As the beat bangs in my ears
and my blue heart beats in my chest
I feel as though I have lost something great
No the the best
But Great. Like if he was something of mine to take
Away from my heart, I think it hurts for something that was never mine
It--he was like a dream right in front of my eyes.
Im not the kind of girl that sits and cries.
But i caint help to try to fight the tears as they fall like rain down my face.
Will your light some and shine through the widows and end my rainy days?
Will your heart be the beat that i hear in my ear?
Will you come and save me from my insecurites and fear?
Im not askin for your to climb a mountain
just for you to be my night, and take me away to a place where my name will be forgotten.
Im not the kind of girl that sits and cries...
Or sits and waits for a Love to come to a fairy tale life where she sits and cries at home alone.
through her fairly tale eyes