歌词
Little hands, picking out a dress
With pretty daisies and white lace,
Now holding hair ties and matching
White shoes and they’re shining.
Little feet, bouncing off the world
Of cotton candies and kind words,
She goes out seeking once day
The great men and greater women.
But he sees you, sees you
All of 12 and brand new,
Got his hands out his pockets
All he longs for is to touch it.
And he sees you, needs you
Right there for him to have you,
As you run from his clutches
No one there for you to stop him.
Dried eyes, in the quiet world
It just happens, but not a word
Must be spoken, to anyone,
It’s her burden, to carry on
She wonders if she was the one who was wrong
Why didn’t you stop him? Why didn’t run along?
Her little heart, just hardens,
A little love is just lost.
And he sees you,needs you
All of 12 and brand new,
Got his hands out his pockets
All he longs for is to touch it.
And he sees you, needs you
Right there for him to have you,
As you run from his clutches
No one there for you to stop him.
专辑信息