when she was a young girl she used to play with me...I was her best friend we were inseparately...we loved to ride our bikes playin' hide and seek, sneeking all the night, dancing in the street! I look back at the time now I realise She loved to play with fire I should have seen it in her eyes.. deep inside...you cry cry cry...don't let your hopes ..die die die!
she fell in love for the first time, he was older than her.
Then he made her do things, first she wouldn't dare.
She left everything behind, couldn't find a place, running trought the night, loosing all her faight...she throuws away the pain, running aoo her lies...but still he makes her see like everythings allright...