Girl´s eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can´t get through to you,
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you,
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl,
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart.
She´s there, eyes aglow, very front row, don´t throw sticks at her,
Please don´t look her way, see her way, don´t care anyway.
It´s you who led her on, I see,
Just leave her down in her misery,
She don´t want help from you and me,
Can´t tell a note from a symphony.
It´s you who led her on, I see,
Just leave her down in her misery,
She don´t want help from you and me,
Can´t tell a note from a symphony.
Girl´s eyes, butterflies, how she cries, can´t get through to you,
She knows all the charts, breaks her heart, thinks a lot of you,
Each time you play a melody, it means the earth to this little girl,
Can you be cruel and break her heart, tear her small world apart.