Late at night she cries herself to sleep
Praying for true love
She dreams of him, the perfect guy but
They’ll never Know

She is loved by most
And she is always smiling
But deep down she knows something is missing that,
They’ll never know

The thing she misses keeps her up at night
Think of what was and what happend
She tends to hold onto the past but,
They’ll never know

She strives for the best
Always someone new to impress
The we talk of is me but,
They’ll never know
 
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