Well the scene begins, a little girl is crying 
And the light in the hallway is dim 
And the sits right back, thinks of the reason 
Why nothing will fall into place 
She gets more and more curious with every day 
More furious in every way 
And she screams out loud, 
"Why's it happening to me?" 
And the answer is "It's meant to be"... 

Well she's on her knees 
And begging please 
She wonders if there's somebody out there 
To make things wrong 
To make things right 
It might be 
That there's somebody out there 

She moves amongst the crowd, 
The people they walk by 
She questions why they'll have to die 
If it's part of our lives, 
So beautiful and precious 
She knows that she shouldn't be afraid 
Of all this... 

Well she's on her knees 
And begging please 
She wonders if there's somebody out there 
To make things wrong 
To make things right 
It might be 
That there's somebody out there 

There's times that she hates you 
There's times that she thanks you 
And hope that you might understand 
It gets hard down here 
So many things to fear 
But it's all just a sign that you're near... 

Well she's on her knees 
And begging please 
She wonders if there's somebody out there 
To make things wrong 
To make things right 
It might be 
That there's somebody out there