She doesn't know anything but what's in the picture. She can't feel because her pain's numbed senses. She believes in a holy God above; Goes every Sunday and sits in the back of the church. As I come before you, As I lay me down to sleep, I pray for the girl who is all alone. As I come before you, As I close my eyes, You are the comfort that holds her tonight. Hold her tonight. Well she's been here for several years... Grew up in the church and yet you still don't know her name. She don't need someone to feel sorry for her. All she needs is love. All she needs is love.
