he will be loved .

 Beauty boy of only 18 years. He had some trouble with himself. She was always there to help him but he always belonged to someone else. I drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door. I've had you so many times but somehow i want more.
 I don't mind spending everyday, out on your coorner on the pouring rain. Look for a boy with a broken smile, ask him if he wants to stay a while. And he will be loved.
 Tap on my window, knock at my door i want to make you feel beautiful. I know i tend to get so insecure, it doesn't matter anymore. It's not always rainbows and butterflies, it's compromise that move us alone. My heart is full and my door's always open, you can come anytime you want.
 I know where you hide, alone in your car. Know all of the things that makes you who you are. I know that goodbye means nothing at all, comes back and begs me catch him everytime he falls.