There she is. Robin, who broke my heart.
I began to love her, the day she swore at me.
I saw her for who she was. She loved her girls,
I saw that.
There she is. Robin, who broke my heart.
I began to pray for her, the day she slapped her daughter.
I saw her for who she was. She loved her girls,
I did see that.
There she is. Robin, who stole my heart.
I began to learn from her today, after 1 year.
I now see her as a little girl, who wants to play.
I see that now.
There she is. Robin, who is loved.
I began to see her, the day she moved out.
I now miss her and pray her well.
I hope that now.
