tudiosamado

Espero que ría.
          
          
          Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her
          Slashed her wrists, bored with life
          Didn′t succeed, thank the Lord
          For small mercies
          Fighting back the tears
          Mother reads the note again
          Sixteen candles burn in her mind
          She takes the blame
          It's always the same
          She goes down on her knees and prays
          I don′t want to start
          Any blasphemous rumours
          But I think that God's
          Got a sick sense of humor
          And when I die
          I expect to find Him laughing
          Girl of eighteen,
          Fell in love with everything
          Found new life in Jesus Christ
          Hit by a car,
          Ended up
          On a life support machine
          Summer's day,
          As she passed away
          Birds were singing
          In the summer sky
          Then came the rain,
          And once again
          A tear fell
          From her mother′s eye.

When I look at you
          Oh, but I don't know what's real
          Once in a while
          And you make me laugh
          
          
          And I'll sleep tomorrow
          And it won't be long
          Won't stand around
          Then you take me down
          When you walk away
          
          
          When you say: I do
          Oh, but I don't believe you
          I can't forget it
          No, Oh
          
          When you sleep tomorrow
          And it won't be long
          Once in a while
          When you make me smile
          When you turn your long blonde hair
          
          
          When I look at you
          Oh, but I don't know what's real
          Once in a while
          And you make me laugh
          
          
          And I'll sleep tomorrow
          And it won't be long
          Won't stand around
          Then you take me down
          When you walk away