A hint of blue lit up her hair
Who was this dark beauty
Who just stepped out of nowhere
Who was this punk creature
A pierced face, so fair?
She tries to look mean
But she doesn't know
What I have been
The things I lost
The things I have seen
My gaze passes hers
And a moment I am paralized
As I know
She too realized
I'm in awe
This secret we now share
Me and the beautiful,
Punk, mean looking girl
And her blue hair
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 10:01 AM UTC
A hint of blue lit up her hair
Who was this dark beauty
Who just stepped out of nowhere
Who was this punk creature
A pierced face, so fair?
She tries to look mean
But she doesn't know
What I have been
The things I lost
The things I have seen
My gaze passes hers
And a moment I am paralized
As I know
She too realized
I'm in awe
This secret we now share
Me and the beautiful,
Punk, mean looking girl
And her blue hair
