A young girl stands before me
I search her soul
Deep within her big, brown eyes is pain
She hides it for fear of what people will say
Or how they will see her
Because she has always been told to stay strong
And keep her head held high
A young girl stands before me
I search her soul
Deep within her big, brown eyes is pain
She hides it for fear of what people will say
Or how they will see her
Because she has always been told to stay strong
And keep her head held high