walk across the street all alone,
Nothing to surprise me,
Nothing really surrounding me,
But then I see her face,
There she goes again,
Been down here maybe seven times already,
She walks down there,
I don't really know what she believes,
but she's not like me, she't a bit different,
i don't even know who she is,
Then I call out to her:
Chorus:
What are you doing?
Who do you think you are?
What is that you're holding in your hand?
I tear up her books,
I take everything she's ever known,
I tore up her song,
The song that explained her life to me.
I saw her again one day,
She smiled at me in the street,
She was doing no real harm,
But I felt something against her,
She tries to talk to me,
I laugh and walk away from her,
Even the man across the road,
He looks at her like she's so insignificant,
So we ask:
What are you doing?
Who do you think you are?
What is that you're holding in your hand?
we tear up her books,
we take everything she's ever know,
we tore up her song,
The song that explained her life to us.
She walked down that street again,
It was suddenly explained,
Oh who did she want to see?
I saw her eyes follow him on the occasion he passed,
maybe one day he'd smile,
sometimes he said hello,
Why was there jelousy in my body?
I know what you're doing,
But I'm still not quite sure who you are,
What is that you're holding in your hand?
I tore up the book he gave you,
I will take everything you know,
the song was for him,
you explained your love for him.
I saw her walk across the street one day,
It was the first time in a while,
But who was there with her?
She had won,
But this was never a game to her,
She had tried since the day she met him,
There was something new in her eyes,
I had never seen such happiness in anyone before.
I know what you've done,
I know who your are now,
You're holding his hand,
I can't take anything away from you again,
He is yours and he is all you will ever want,
why didn't I see this before?
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