Hello, it's me.
I was wondering what happened to the girl who used to be. . .
Her heart was bold and brave, though fragile
Her heart was bright and happy, though heavy
Her heart was slow to anger, though quick to feel the pain
Her heart was fierce to love, though sometimes weary
Hello, it's me.
I was wondering what has become of the girl who used to be. . .
Her dreams were not impossible - it just had to happen in His time
Her dreams were vibrant and out of the ordinary
Her dreams were only beautiful to eyes who believed in her
Her dreams were about love, life in His abundance, and family
Hello, it's me.
I was wondering what took away the little girl who used to be. . .
Now her mind is like a whirlwind of battling thoughts here and there,
Her heart is stained by recurring pain that makes her run out
Her dreams are kept silent, she now wonders if it still makes sense
Her spirit is yearning desperately to be consoled by her Savior and Creator
Hello, it's me.
I'm the girl who used to be.
Help me send reminders of love, of faith, of love.
She is radiant, she is light
She loves fiercely and boldly without fear
She is a beautiful dreamer, and a hard worker
She brings life to those around her
She is warmth, she is joy
She is a woman of unwavering faith, hope and love
She is a woman of strength
She is...
She is...
But it is winter now.
Don't let her die.
Don't let her one out of the cold, frozen.
