Little Girl - Lyrics - Weston

She sat down waiting on the bus The bus she used to take The time was past She just sat there And as the days went by The days turned in to years The past is present She won't sit there again I woke up feeling like a kid A kid with his summer burned skin And in that moment Life was at ease I hope you fine you're way your way back home Little girl where are you from Some guys in suits came by Just a just a it to late She sat down on the bus with a with a coke in her hand I came back home the days been rough llay down turned the TV on I watched the news and what do i see I hope you find yourself yourself again Somethings wrong you wont come home Find yourself yourself again something's wrong you won't come home again. She came back as a picture on the wall Hung you up and think that was all Memories are still being sung even thou it wasn't on you're tongue Find yourself yourself again Something's wrong you won't come home Find yourself yourself again Something's wrong you won't come home Find yourself yourself again Something's wrong but you did come home again I hope you find yourself yourself again Something's wrong but you did come home again