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Her world up and down
Like a girl on a
Her dark hair
Like a preacher on
Her breathe like tangerines
Her nose is by the sunlight
Her eye's the blue sea
When she the mood is so soft
The warm summers

They caught her
In the rear view
On our way to a sandy
As I bounce then and now
I see somewhere
We would reach

watched her cry
In the view mirror
There's no on a one way street
As I bounce between and now
I see the
They were trying to

rainy days look best
Through a
Shut it
Leave the outside
She's just the Mona Lisa
A million eyes could read her mind
All she asks is for beautiful
The truth is something that she believe
What got is something beautiful
How easily she was

So I'd her up on butterfly wings
Let her down like a falls
"We won't listen to your say "No, no""
"Come on got to break these walls"

We'd climb
Point to a in the sky
"You question but you never ask why"
"You're heart will know until she cries"
"Come on baby got to break walls"

Says rainy look best
Through a
it tight
Leave the outside
She's just like the Lisa
A million eyes could read her mind
All she asks is for beautiful
The truth is something that she believe
we've got is something beautiful
How easily she was

So I'd her up on butterfly wings
Let her down a mountain falls
"We listen to your mother say "No, no""
"Come on baby got to break walls"

We'd climb
to a star in the sky
"You question but you never ask why"
"You're will never know until she cries"
"Come on got to break these walls"

What she needs is what she really, wants
What is she really doesn't know
In the she waits for the heat
In the summer she for the Snow
she needs is what she really, really wants
What is she really doesn't know
All she holds is all she's really lost
I think it's she lets it go

Life is just a made up by our brains
What we on pages is all that will remain
Long we're gone it's read or hung up on a wall
your life will be meaningful
With a full of color
To how she felt inside
She painted a plain picture of a butterfly