This is a story about a girl named Lucky
Early morning, she wakes up
It's time for make-up, perfect smile
Lost in an image, in a dream
But there's no one there to wake her up
They say She is so lucky,
but why does she cry?
If there is nothing missing in her life
Why do tears come at night?
But she cry, in her lonely heart, thinking
I wonder who she is,
Sometimes I think I know her
Sometimes I really wish I did
There's a story in her eyes
Lullabies and goodbyes
I can tell her heart is broken, easily
'Cause that girl is crying tonight
And there's nothing I can tell her to make her feel alright
And I wish there was something I could do
If could, I would tell her
Not to be afraid
The pain that's she feeling
The sense of loneliness will fade
So dry your tears and rest assured.
