(Original Version)
(Written: Somewhere in the Summer of 2002)
Look that pretty girl standing by the lake under that tree
It’s just a picture
Because she looks so careless and free
But, if you take a better look
Look her sad face and the way how she stands!
Only her blowing hair seems to be happy
and waves like a dance!
I wonder why she every single time wants to cry
Shall I ask it, shall I try?
Both her parents are very rich and so she’s dressed very fine
So a good looking girl if I may say
I wish she was mine
But, she’s unhappy and I don’t know why
So all those little tales of everyone
It must be a lie
Because if I look to the way how she’s standing there
I think there’s something really wrong with her
I spoke to her, a few days ago
I asked why she looks so sad
But she didn’t know and had no grief and tears to show
Perhaps she has lost someone or school just goes bad
But no, it wasn’t all of that
So I still wonder why she every single time wants to cry
Because it’s so very strange anyhow
but now, I think I know why
Both her parents work and that’s the reason why they’re so very rich
She can get everything she wants
Also because there are no other kids
But there’s only one thing that she doesn’t get
and that’s just the only thing she needs
She’s very sorrowful because her heart hurts and now it really bleeds
I’ll tell you now the reason why she prays or looks sometimes to above
It’s because this ,I guess . . .
She just gets no love
Auteur: Manjula | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 24 december 2006 | ||
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