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May 2013
She sometimes likes to sit underneath bridges and watch rivers flow
Pretending she's a queen and the worlds all her own
Like she has enough love to share with the world
And everyone would fall in love with this little girl

But there comes a time when little girls have to grow up
Her momma told her playing under bridges is for girls who are young
And her dreams of being loved were stolen from her
Depression pulled the young girl under

From time to time she sits under a new bridge to watch rivers flow
Pretending she's married and feeling like Gold
Until reality breaks through and reminds her she's all alone
And the sinking feeling spreads all through her bones

She builds a new bridge for each one that is broken
But it isn't enough to forget the words that have already been spoken
Sooner or later she's out of bridge designs
And before she jumps she pretends just one more time
Jay
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Jay  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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