Heather

Far from prying eyes, there’s a boy
resting with a broken soul
Another girl has passed him by
they never want to know...

Every golden raindrop is for him
treasured by no one, just like himself
Such a crushing sentiment to be told
“he will forever be unloved”

Heather
won’t you spend some time with him?
Heather
won’t you try and love him?

Far from sickened stares, there’s a boy
living by each dose for an escape
Because no girl will pick up the pieces
of his tortured existence, ohhh

Heather
won’t you spend some time with him?
Heather
won’t you try and love him?

Heather
can’t even pretend to care for him?
Heather
Won’t you try and love him?

The End

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