on the end of the road
doesn't know if there is hell
doesn't know if there is god
just a tiny bump
an invisible spot
standing under the tump
you can see she cried a lot
they never really liked her
and certainly didn't love
but she doesn't seem to care
she was an island in a cove
all she ever wanted
all she ever asked
for him to turn his head
for him to turn around
she always been around
always been right there
never made a sound
she ain't planned to share
always waited for the day
when he cross by
and only say a little hey
she'll be satisfied with just hi
and i know this girl
know her very well
and i know this blind male
i am this just another girl.
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