Testo: Heath Brandon. Introduction. Picture.

Please don't let me go
Please don't let me go alone
Where do you want me to go?

She says, she says,

"It's got to be that they just don't see me
It's probably that they're not looking my way.
I have only been here for a short time
Everything will be ok, in time."

She looks so good tonight
Everyone will look into her eyes
Why is no one paying her,

Attention?

"It's got to be that they just don't see me
It's probably that they're not looking my way.
I have only been here for a short time
Everything will be ok, in time."

What is wrong with this picture?
Nothing seems wrong to me
She goes home tonight

Self-reflection, self-reflection,

"It's got to be that they just don't see me
It's probably that they're not looking my way.
I have only been here for a short time
Everything will be ok, in time."

She wonders how this could be
Uncertainty she's never seen
Knocked into reality,

Finally

It's got to be that they just don't care to see you
It's probably that they'll never look your way.
I don't care how long you've been here
Everything will be ok, for me