Listen to a story about a certain girl, her name was Naomi, she lived in a town. When she was a toddler her mum thought she’s big, put her on a diet, so she wouldn’t eat.
When You held my hand I started to cry; You know I had never Felt good for a while. Promise it will never end, Promise we will make it; Cause my heart could never take
My beautiful friend when I heard your cry Instantly I run just to hold you tight. I knew you could feel my pain Deep inside your heart; Wanted to say it’s OK, Words wouldn’t come out.
Remember the time when I saw your face I thought to myself by him is my place Knew I would be with you, knew I’d have your child But did not predict that… we could get so far