Waiting on Thirteen

Scared little girl, brand new town,
Determined to make it work, cant let daddy down,
Feel the weight of the world right here on these little shoulders,
The days keep getting longer and the nights stay colder,
Lonely and alone I stay, waiting on thirteen,
More and more I try and the more I find myself stuck somewhere in between,
The world's a big place but not yet for me,
Just going through the motions like one, two and three,
Blue shining eyes knocked me off my feet,
Each day spent with him made those spring days a little more sweet,
Everyone said I was too young to know what love was, I was never heard nor seen,
Waiting on fourteen,
Summer was here and so were you,
Played a big part in everything I'd do,
I remember your shaggy hair falling over your gorgeous blue eyes,
I couldn't help but feeling I'd figured out where my heart lie,
Catching you glimpsing at me, I'd melted,
Although never admitting it, I surly felt it,
Waiting for your heart to soften,
Waiting on fifteen,
Feel my stomach lurch as the alcohol slips down,
Feeling you next to me as my world twists around,
Not remembering my words, just only that you knew,
Realized with perfect clarity that I had fallen in love with you,
Not knowing what I had done, I pass my heart to you,
Waiting on sixteen,
Freedom couldn't come fast enough and everything was free,
Feeling on top of the world with you here next to me,
Just as fast as you carried me, you let me fall,
We never had anything close to it all,
Feeling like a failure and like it was all my fault,
Waiting on seventeen,


I wish I could go back and look into my eyes,
I wish I would have been smarter not to give into all his lies,
I want so badly to warn her, that scared little girl,
Reassuring her that whiskey and cigarettes weren't going to save her world,
Lay out her footprints, at-least all that fate would allow,
Go back and beg her to listen to what I know now,
I guess its too late now and I'm just wishful thinking,
Wishing I had the power to stop this quick sand and my feet from sinking,
Stripping myself of the ignorance of that children are keen,
Wishing I could have stop and thought, while I was waiting on thirteen.

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