She had dark hair, she was 5'6", she said she had some demons, I was ready for itShe was selfless, she was so carefree, she said she's 21 but going on 33She was something like I've never seen, the only place I've seen her, who's inside my dreamsI was helpless, can't overhear, so I'm holdingShe was vibrant, like a midsummer nightI saw the strength inside her struggle, and the beauty in her painShe was caring, everyone else came firstEven on her bad days, when she would feel the worstShe's a symphony, played with careHer heart was full of melody, her soul full of flairI was helpless, can't overhear, so I'm holdingIn darkness, in those eyes inside my dreamsI can't fight it, I can't fight itThis new feeling, she is some kind of miracleOne would have to see to leaveFast forward, it's been three years nowAnd we'll be writing out this book until our pages run outAnd I must say, one thing you have shownYou were the missing piece to make this old house a homeLet's keep writingIn this bookA book full of gold with pages to be writtenA story to be toldI'm still helpless, I'm head over heelsAnd I see those eyes inside my dreamsI can't fight this new feelingShe is some kind of miracleOne would have to see to leaveShe is some kind of miracleSome kind of miracleOne would have to speakShe is some kind of miracleOne would have to seeShe had dark hairShe was five foot sixShe said she had some demonsI was ready for it