verse 1 she had always been a beatiful girli was looking at a crowd of peopleshe stood out she was beyond this worldher beuty was leathal pure and undescitfullonce i got to know her i notitced she had brains tojust by talking to her it could change youso i always came to her with my problemsshe really listend and never acted like "i have enough friends"she saw right through you im telling you she had a good sensebut she was set on defense modeas i got closer and closer the story unfoldsit was like all the tickets to her hearth was sold outi refused to accept that i was a lost childlost in my emotional blur there was only one thing i could see clearly it was hershe was the most pure soul i had always come acrosslosing her it would be my greatest lossbut she finally opened up to meand said i know how you feelive felt the same pain for many many yearswe've been through similar stuff and felt the same fearscaus also she was afraid to be left aloneno one to talk to a prisoner in your own homeand in your own mind going over stuff repeted timesnow that we both knew most of our secretseverything feelt great and i wanted to move on to the next stage//Marcis