She cries, she wines she just might die
She's weak, she's hurt she's gone inside
I don't notice , I walk, she'd undefined
I don't see but I feel her when I pass by
she's cold she's scared she's gone inside
You call out to me
I hear you I follow your sound
You lead me to a high place, while she stays on the ground
I don't care nor do I know what she's become
I focus on you and your weak legs so I carry you home
But wait! I hear her cry
"Help me! Help me!" She's dying inside
You tell me not to notice
that she's faking it all
So next time I hear her I ignore her call
But wait! I see her she's walking on thorns
you tell me not to listen, no matter how apart she's torn
I lift you up and take you back
you cover the sky with clouds so she can't find our tracks
I'm walking away and I hear her scream
This is her worst nightmare but your best dream
I don't turn around
there's nothing really I can do
I leave her there
I'm too busy carrying you...
(BY ROXAN 143)
