She walks on a road of twists,
the turns going every which way.
She makes choices and decisions,
anything but easy days.

But the days are becoming simplier,
a little happier too.
With someone who comforts her,
a boy who calls her boo.

He stands by her side,
a very best friend.
He lets her know this is not,
and will never be the end.

When everyone else is yelling,
he helps her stand tall.
They're all cheering, baby,
fall, *****, fall.

But he holds her close,
he kisses her lips.
He's holding her up high,
his hands on her hips.

They're soaring through the wind,
no matter how far apart.
They're always near to eachother,
close within the heart.