C'era una ragazza, una volta, tempo fa. Lei era insicura, impaurita, da se stessa e dagli altri. Rinchiusa e incatenata da una persona che diceva di amarla.

Poi però incontrò qualcuno che distrattamente le disse: "sei bella". 

Forse la ragazza per un attimo si sentì bella. Ma sono parole che non posso continuare a scrivere, il finale tanto lo sanno tutti.

Ma voglio piangere, ancora un pochino. Perchè questa non è una storia a lieto fine.

All those days watching in the windows
All those years outside looking in
All that time never even knowing
Just how blind I've been
Now I'm here blinking in the starlight
Now I'm here suddenly I see
Standing here it's all so clear
I'm where I'm meant to be

And at last I see the light
And it's like the fog has lifted
And at last I see the light
And it's like the sky is new
And it's warm and real and bright
And the world has somehow shifted
All at once everything looks different
Now that I see you


All those days chasing down a daydream
All those years living in the blur
All that time never truly seeing
Things, the way they were
Now she's here shining in the starlight
Now she's here suddenly I know
If she's here it's crystal clear
I'm where I'm meant to go


And at last I see the light
And it's like the fog has lifted
And at last I see the light
And it's like the sky is new
And it's warm and real and bright
And the world has somehow shifted
All at once everything looks different
Now that I see you