Everytime
And everytime she hears his name she cants hold back a smile.
And everytime she hears his laugh it makes her day worth while.
She looks back to the scars on her wrists and says "what the hell was i thinking?"
Thanks to him, her depression is quickly shrinking.
Thoughts of him fill her head;
How he made her smile with the things he said.
Oh, the way he maes her feel.
Makes her think " no way this is real!"
She cant write anymore; not of the blade or the knife.
She no longer has the desire to take her life,
She wonders if she's in love.
He's her heaven - sent gift from above.
And everytime she hears his laugh it makes her day worth while.
She looks back to the scars on her wrists and says "what the hell was i thinking?"
Thanks to him, her depression is quickly shrinking.
Thoughts of him fill her head;
How he made her smile with the things he said.
Oh, the way he maes her feel.
Makes her think " no way this is real!"
She cant write anymore; not of the blade or the knife.
She no longer has the desire to take her life,
She wonders if she's in love.
He's her heaven - sent gift from above.