Amanda is in love With the sight of the moon She's got pale green stars In her room Right above her bed Put them on the ceiling Leave on the light When the sun goes down Then the stars might shine
Shining in the dark
Skinny little girl in her room alone She's got hell to spare In her home If you can call it a home
Doesn't want to be Like anybody else When no one is around She talks to herself
I can hear her in the night
Hey -- hey yeah It's hard on a girl When the blood won't come When it ought to come It's hard on a girl When you try to walk around On the shaky ground
Hey, hey Daddy's going away
Scared little girl Watching aladdin on tv Amanda always cries When you yell at me
Yeah -- please don't yell at me
Climb up all the stairs Close the door Doesn't want to Hear us fighting anymore
Yeah, better call it a day
Hey -- hey yeah It's hard on a young girl She thinks it's all her fault When it all goes wrong It's hard on a grown man too See my baby crying at the window Calling out my name
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