CHRISTINA

She covers up her notebook, with her favorite bands

She likes’em in their makeup, she’s their biggest fan

She’s bigger than some tall boys, and toughest of the girls\

Learned to square her shoulders in this mixed up, hunched back world

Christina, I see ya, standing like a statue in the rain

Just waiting, so patient. For love to come and wash it all away

I see her on Mondays. Guess her weekends hard

‘Cause she comes in talkin’ to fast, an tryin’ too hard

I want to tell her keep her head up, “you got so much goin’ on

Yeah when she’s not lookin’, she’s the one the boys are thinking on

Christina, I see ya, staring down a road that’s much to sad

I been there, you don’t dare. Go on, get out on a new one while you can

She smells of momma’s smoking, and dresses like her dad

Dancin’ in her baggies, growing up so fast

Talks a mile a minute, with questions in her eyes

Plays the leave me lone card, all the while she’s asking you inside

Christina, I see ya, standing like a statue in the rain

Just waiting, so patient. For love to come and wash it all away