Little 15

written by Martin L Gore

Little 15,
You help her forget,
The world outside,
You're not part of it yet.

And if you could drive,
You could drive her away,
To a happier place,
To a happier day.

That exists in your mind,
And in your smile,
She could escape there,
Just for awhile,
Little 15.

Little 15,
Why take the smooth with the rough?
When things run smooth,
It's already more than enough.

She knows your mind,
Is not yet in league,
With the rest of the world,
And it's little intriges.

Do you understand?
Do you know what she means?
As time goes by,
And when you've seen what she's seen,
You will Little 15.

Little 15,
Why does she have to defend,
Her feelings inside?
Why pretend?

She's not had a life,
A life of near misses,
Now all that she wants,
Is three little wishes.

She wants to see with your eyes,
She wants to smile with your smile,
She wants a nice surprise,
Every once in awhile.

She wants to see with your eyes,
She wants to smile with your smile,
She wants a nice surprise,
Every once in awhile,
Little 15.