Poor Little Girl Nobody cares what she does She only lives what she was In her mind reliving thoughts of yesterday ‘til she finds she knows her way she’ll have to play poor little girl Poor little girl Why can’t she love what she’s seen People don’t want her to’ve been Wasting time and living in her yesterday ‘til she finds she knows her way she’ll have to play poor little girl Poor little girl Her heart will shoulder Who she’s intended to be She may never know her Until she has set herself free Harboring the darkest nights of yesterday So until she finds her way she’ll have to play poor little girl Poor little girl She’s so important to me I admit I use to be Runnin’ never knowin’ of my destiny Blessings in disguise today that end that play Poor little girl Poor little girl Poor little girl Poor little girl © 2009, Will Fiala
