What is said?
I tell a story of the last exchange
A smile for everyone regardless of the pain
What I heard could change the world
I could have saved that little girl

Help another lend a hand,
I understand that justice is better
Only now I realized, I overlooked the signs that were slowly
Creeping into my memory

He looks over the counter with a smile,
And says, "she was crying"
The facts they don't add up

Paranoid, my imagination's painting stories for myself