She was so beautiful.
I wanted her love.
I was hoping she'd see me, too.
She had the perfect life.
She was an angel.
I stood in line like all guys do.
They tried to get with her.
She was innocent.
Pure as the rain falling on me.
No one could have this girl.
She's too good for them.
And she was just too good for me.
People got frustrated.
But I never did.
They took her out against her will.
One of them held her down.
My girl held her ground.
Beautiful thing they tried to kill.
I showed up at the field.
It took just one look.
Then I unleashed the love I had.
My girl was pure and sweet.
They couldn't hurt her.
I took away the pain she had.
Took her away from them.
Held her close to me.
Felt a "thank you" said to my chest.
I carried her in the rain.
Her blood left no mark.
I took my girl to get some rest.

Now my girl IS my girl.
I rule her world.
Just like now...
:thank God:
...She rules mine.