Sometimes I just would like to know,
What's really in my heart.
Cause it doesn't take a happy girl,
To play a happy part.
I'm nobody but one alone,
I've got no life or style.
Cause it doesn't take a happy girl,
to fake a happy smile.
I am no one, I am confused,
Don't know if I am strong.
Cause it doens't take a happy girl,
To write a happy song.
You asked me, do I love you still?
Well, I will tell you this,
It doesn't take a happy girl,
to give a happy kiss.
Do you see the lost youth, and hate them for their age?
Do you see the business man, and hate him for his wage?
Do you see the criminal, and hate him for his skin?
Do you see the lonely, and hate them from within?
Their nothing but reflections, filling you with shame.
Their nothing but reflections, and you are just the same.
Do you see the young girl, and hate her for her hair?
Do you see the nurse, and hate her for her care?
Do you see the dancer, and hate her for her grace?
Do you see the loneliness, screaming in your face?
Their nothing but reflections, filling you with tears.
Their nothing but reflections, showing you your fear
Somebody cry out for the broken bodies,
Somebody weep for the lives torn apart.
Somebody scream for the silenced voices,
Somebody try to mend a broken heart.
It happened many years ago,
It happened yesterday,
For them, changes came to slow,
But they build the world of today.
All she did was love a girl,
Or did he love a boy,
Or maybe not quite a guy or girl,
Why would anyone destroy,
Love without fear.
Two hearts against a world of stone,
Their lives and bodies disappear,
But they are not alone.
All he did was wear a skirt,
She didn't wear a dress,
Why did they die at angry hands,
Or slow, from loneliness?
Liv
Streetlight beauty, on your way.
Another angel gone astray,
On your face, a youthful glory,
In your eyes and untold story,
Trying to escape the day.
Streetlight beauty, do you care,
Where you go or what you wear?
Walking to erase the pain,
Until only your dreams remain,
Raised up high beyond despair.
Dancing in the city lights,
So many streets, so many nights.
No one even knows your name,
Only the person you became,
Only the part of you that fights.
Hiking up your shortest skirt,
Trying to keep off the dirt.
Streetlight beauty, golden curls.
In a world of broken girls.
Trying to keep off the hurt.