The smiles on people, never reach their eyes
Whether black as night or blue as the skies
The smiles will never reach their eyes
Talk and do what you wanna hear or see
To act their act they don’t want to know me
Talk and do what they think you wanna hear or see
Will I know who are my true friends?
When bad happens I will see, it should work or tends
I am afraid to know who are my true friends
I will wait… put a smile on and it won’t reach my eyes
Wait till the storm clears and leaves the skies
I will wait… act how everyone wants it to be
Wait to see who doesn’t act and let them know me
Maybe then I wont be a lost girl lost at sea
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