Mathilde Santing Same Girl
You’re still the same girl you always were
You’re still the same girl you always were
A few more nights on the street that’s all
a few more holes in your arms
a few more years with him
You’re still the same girl
with the same sweet smile
that you always had
the same blue eyes like the sun
the same clear voice that I always
you’re still the same girl...
that I love
