The Lonely - Part One

Grab her hand.
Take her away.
Lead her to the meadows
Where you use to play.

Shallow and cold.
She's shedding tears.
No longer as bold
As in those days when you shared all her fears.

Her heart is bleeding,
She now dreads that day.
She sees you and she smiles,
But she's crying inside everytime you look her way...

> Jayde