She's really ****** tired
Really often wired
She's tired bones inside cry and she dreams to rise 
From the bed 
Go to work instead 
Hopeless dreams became reality when she realized the rose glasses needed to be cleaned
For her insides cried in disbelief to what she used to be and what has been done 
But the past doesn't matter 
What's done is done 
Keeping a hopeful heart keeps putting her back to the start 
For falling 
Wandering 
And hitting the dirt 
Heart first 
To be bitter would be an option 
To be angry seems so far away
Sadness turns that way but a hopeful heart puts her back at the start
To hope for a man to love 
A man that truly does 
Hopeful hearts find each other.