She wakes in the mirror,
She put in front of herself,
What is this life worth,
Does anyone care,
Would they miss me,
If I wasn't here,
Could this all end in vain,
How much more can she take,
Of this hell.
When the sun goes down,
She comes out,
She's so young and so pretty,
The sun rises up,
And she falls again,
She can't wait to leave this city.
After all is said and done,
Who do you trust,
Fucking no one,
I'll be no more,
Without you,
Look into my eyes,
You have nothing to fear.
When the sun goes down,
She comes out,
She's so young and so pretty,
The sun rises up,
And she falls again,
She can't wait to leave this city.
I hope you know,
Someone is watching after you,
He speaks so sweet,
Of such soft truths,
So far from here,
But he's always near,
He's right there,
Beside you.
When the sun goes down,
She comes out,
She's so young and so pretty,
The sun rises up,
And she falls again,
She can't wait to leave this city.
Beautiful and broken,
She lays in self doubt and in pitty,
She graces us with presence,
And pray she will not shed a tear,
We want nothing more,
Than to end her pain,
And conquer all her fear.
When the sun goes down,
She comes out,
She's so young and so pretty,
The sun rises up,
And she falls again,
She can't wait to leave this city.
Does she see it today,
What`s right in her fucking face,
I'll hold out my hand,
And if you grab it,
I'll take you back,
So how we used to be,
So young and so mislead,
We were all so free.
When the sun goes down,
She comes out,
She's so young and so pretty,
The sun rises up,
And she falls again,
She can't wait to leave this city.
© Becky Baillargeon 2010
24.4.10
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