On The Eve Of The Death Of A Beautiful Girl

She goes outside
she takes a breath and holds it in
and wishes she was gone

no place to hide
out in the open spaces
and he knows all the places she retreats

will somebody tell her she is loved?
will she see a sign from up above?
will somebody open up their arms tonight?

she looks away
her tears they fade into the night
she hopes to God she's wrong

her heart beats strong
her lungs exhale the memory
the smoke it fills the air

will somebody tell her she is loved?
will she see a sign from up above?
will somebody open up their arms tonight?

or will everyone leave her on her own?
Afraid to learn things that they don't know
or will somebody open up their eyes and say:

You are beautiful
You are beautiful
You are beautiful to me

You are beautiful
You are beautiful
You are beautiful to me