The Wrong Girl

She was the wrong kind of girl
So fragile and so delicate
It seemed that I could hold her
In the palm of my hand

She was the wrong kind of girl
So sensual and radiant
She sparkled in the moonlight
But she cowered from the sun

She was the wrong kind of girl
Her heart was like a butterfly
It flourished in the summer
But by winter she was gone

She was the wrong kind of girl
All she wanted was to flutter
Like a little bird in springtime
But the ice was closing in

She was the wrong kind of girl
Her eyes want on forever
They twinkled like the midnight stars
Before the clouds rolled in

She was the wrong kind of girl
So sensitive and helpless
She flowered like a snowdrop
But was plucked before her time

She was the wrong kind of girl
So innocent and beautiful
A beacon to the evils of the world to do her harm

She was the wrong kind of girl
In the wrong kind of world
And she didn’t stand a chance without me by her side

She was the wrong kind of girl
So desperate for something to believe in
And that something ended up being me

She was the wrong kind of girl
And I always tried to shelter her
From everyone and everything
But failed her in the end

She was the wrong kind of girl
And she never understood the indifference of the world
Or that most people always lie

She was the wrong kind of girl
And I didn’t mean to hurt her
But I had to give her up
It was the only thing to do

She was the wrong kind of girl
But what happened was a tragedy
I know I’ll blame myself for the rest of my life

She was the wrong kind of girl
In the wrong kind of world
And she didn’t stand a chance without me by her side