Album: Spirit Mover
Late in the night
Alone in her room
She sits like a stone
The rose that never bloomed
And she stares through eyes
That will not cry
The girl who wonders why
She wants to die
She can't understand
Why life goes so bad
Her friends think she's strange
That she's always so sad
And her pain never seems to heal
And she dreams about love
That she cannot feel
Is there an orphan in your home
Is that face that You've seen
One you've always known
Is there an orphan is your home
Is that orphan your very own
Your very own
You gave her things
You thought meant too much
But were you afraid
When she needed your touch
Needing you
To hold her, oh, so tight
And to say that everything
Will be alright
Is there an orphan in your home
Is that face that you've seen
One you've always known
Is there an orphan is your home
Is that orphan your very own
Your very own
Is there an orphan is your home
Is that orphan your very own
Your very own
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