She's been beaten,
She's been bruised,
Physically and verbally abused,
She felt like nothing,
Every little problem was dealt with,
With a few little cuts,
But her ways have changed,
She no longer resorts to pain,
She no longer has hiding places,
For razorblades.

Sometimes, the girl with the biggest smile,
Has the most pain to hide,
That girl that always says shes fine,
Is holding all the tears inside,
The girl that always seems so happy,
She solves her problems, by drawing lines,
So, next time she says shes fine,
You'll know its a lie,
Because she may look happy on the outside,
But on the inside, she's dying.

Turn to me your sky blue eyes.
Let them see I tell no lies.
Smile at me, and make me feel
that your love for me is real.

Let me kiss your soft, sweet lips;
place my hands upon your hips.
We'll surf the clouds up in the skies.
Turn to me your sky blue eyes.

Grab my hand, and love me tender.
I'll play a love song with my Fender.
Lets lose ourselves in passion and lust,
make our problems turn to dust.

Hear the beating of my heart
telling you we'll never be apart.
Smile at me, and make me feel
that your love for me is real.

Turn to me your sky blue eyes.
Let them see how fast time flies,
but as long as we're together
time will keep on going forever.