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Tuesday, September 07, 2004
shewillbeloved
Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself
He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else
I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door
I've had you so many times
but somehowI want more
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl
with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
Tap on my window
knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My heart is full and my door's always open
You can come anytime you want
I don't mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl
with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved
I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all of the things t
hat make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls
Try so hard to say goodbye