Here She Comes Again

Here she comes again, troubles on her brow.
Here she comes again, with worries she can't hide.
Who can stop the rain pouring down inside?
Who can keep her sane and give her peace of mind?
Here she comes again, covered up in black.
Such a pretty face, such sorrow in her eyes.
Do you want to know what's killing her inside?
Do you dare to walk the alleys of her mind?
Here she comes again, troubles on her brow.