• There is something in her
    Something evil
    She falls face first into the hole of grey
    Down the hole away...
    She says there is no use in praying
    She says its just taking to the sky
    Every day she writes all this stuff down
    In her diary of pain
    Why would she scream at the stars?
    Or kill off the very best dreams?
    It's been so long sence she has heard a song...
    It has been raining over her head for years
    If the darkness rules over her life
    And if she thinks about loving rules
    It will be all in her diary of pain
    She cries over her tiny heart
    I want to meet her life
    Read her eyes of hazel
    And grasp her hands forever