Written for Miranda, and inspired by Quistis Kinneas's 'Paper Cut'.
~Lost Girl~
Tell me lost girl, what do you think about?
When the day is happy, do you pretend the sun's not out?
No one knows about you, and how you've been through hell,
All that I can say is, you hide it well.
Covered by your misery, you stand your ground and dare not tell, that you're sad at night,
when the moon is bright.
Do you sleep lost girl? Do you close your eyes?
Do you scowl at happy people to hide your silent cries?
Why do you cry at night, and cover your face?
Are you really scared, or just ashamed of the path your tears have traced?
Poor little lost girl, when did you lose your way?
If you keep moving down this road you're going to lose another day.
The way back to happiness is nowhere in sight
You lost your spirit long ago if left and took flight.
You're used to being all alone
Sadness is you only home.
Do this world a favor and never start to cry.
Stay locked inside your dreams and never let them die.
Spare yourself the grief of life and never let it go.
You feel broken, but no one has to know.
So dry your tears,
and bottle up your fears.
You're all alone.
~Lost Girl~
Tell me lost girl, what do you think about?
When the day is happy, do you pretend the sun's not out?
No one knows about you, and how you've been through hell,
All that I can say is, you hide it well.
Covered by your misery, you stand your ground and dare not tell, that you're sad at night,
when the moon is bright.
Do you sleep lost girl? Do you close your eyes?
Do you scowl at happy people to hide your silent cries?
Why do you cry at night, and cover your face?
Are you really scared, or just ashamed of the path your tears have traced?
Poor little lost girl, when did you lose your way?
If you keep moving down this road you're going to lose another day.
The way back to happiness is nowhere in sight
You lost your spirit long ago if left and took flight.
You're used to being all alone
Sadness is you only home.
Do this world a favor and never start to cry.
Stay locked inside your dreams and never let them die.
Spare yourself the grief of life and never let it go.
You feel broken, but no one has to know.
So dry your tears,
and bottle up your fears.
You're all alone.