Texty: The Iry. Jeanie.

jeanie likes the outside,
she paints a portrait on my wall,
she is happy, cause she is laughing.
well, she sure surprised us all.

she runs away from silence,
holding tears back from her eyes,
she is downtown, but she's got friends now.

we can never really ask her why,
we can never really ask her why,
we will not forget, we will not forget,
it at all.

jeanie likes the outside,
she paints a portrait on my wall,
she is down now, but she's got friends now.
well, she sure surprised us all.

she doesn't turn away from violence,
holding fears back from her eyes,
she is downtown, but she feels up now.

we can never really ask her why,
we can never really ask her why,
we will not forget, we will not forget,
it at all.......away.................
taking it all...................away, today

I............i'm under the stars again.
I............i'm searching the clouds for you my friend.
I............i really wanna show you how,

that, i have only loved one, it's you, oh it's true, only you.
open eyes, i feel disguised, i feel diseased all deep inside of you