Lyric

She was riding there

She had blonde hair

Her bike was orange

I opened the window

She was calling someone

It looked like a painful

Before she starts crying

I'm ready for

Never mind I will turn up

Oh, God watching over

♪

She is sleeping there

She has black hair

Not like you

But I like you

Never been enough

We are too younger

She is mine

I'm not her

She's not mine

I mean...I don't care

♪

Her tears ruined her make‐up

Her voice has a sweetness

We loved each other

She is no more

I can't see her anymore