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The weight of the world |
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Crashes down on my shoulders |
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I'm a big girl now |
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But I don't feel much older |
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And I think of the end, |
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It plays my mind all of the time |
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I wish that I had a friend |
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Who would just tell me I'm fine |
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Tell me I'm fine |
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It's not that bad |
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And I have no reason to be sad |
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But I find a way |
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Almost everyday to stay this way |
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When will I change [x2] |
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It's not that I want more |
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It's just that I want what I had before |
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This feelings they are the pleading |
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I just don't really get the meaning |
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Get the meaning |
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It's not that bad |
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And I have no reason to be sad |
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But I find a way |
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Almost everyday to stay this way |
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When will I change [x4] |
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[x4:] |
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Visions of hope, visions of love |
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More than before I want them to come |
