She - Abney Park

She has always watched over me She takes good care of me She is such an integral part of me That I forgot who I was

And I forgot she was there

For me We have traveled this world for years

We have consoled each other’s fears

We dried each other’s tears

Yet always in doubt, and never in doubt

Of we With a fever, with a passion

Within anger or with compassion

In a rage, when distrustful

When she’s screaming or when she’s lustful

With the fever, with a passion

When in anger or in compassion

In a rage, when distrustful

When she’s screaming and when she’s lustful

With the fever, with a passion

When in anger or in compassion

In a rage, when distrustful

When she’s screaming and when she’s lustful

She has always watched over me She takes good care of me She is such an integral part of me That I forgot who I was

And I forgot she was there

For me We have traveled this world for years

We have consoled each other’s fears

We dried each other’s tears

Yet always in doubt, and never in doubt

Of we With a fever, with a passion

Within anger or with compassion

In a rage, when distrustful

When she’s screaming or when she’s lustful

With the fever, with a passion

When in anger or in compassion

In a rage, when distrustful

When she’s screaming and when she’s lustful