A lonely little girl sits on the floor
back to the door
waiting for her parents to come home.
It has been three months since she last arrived
at the orphanage, she feels love deprived.
The other kids make fun of her,
she knows she doesn't belong here.
All she wants is to be wanted by someone
somewhere.

Years pass on and she's finally seventeen
still at the same home but living in between reality and her imaginary world.
That hole in her chest grew larger every year
but now she has someone to hold dear.
She's not alone anymore.
Oh, he's as sweet as can be
and she's thinking,
"He is the perfect one for me!"
All she has ever wanted was to be wanted.

He's broken her heart,
tore her world apart.
Pulled her back into reality.
She became so lonely.
Upon turning eighteen she had to leave
but she had nowhere to go.
It was a harsh winter
and the snowy ground became her grave.
The world told her she wasn't wanted
so she gave up and left.