The 69 Eyes

I was born in sweet innocence
My mother raised me not to be like one of them
I still have the same blue eyes
But what i've become now makes my mother only want to cry
Every time i thought i've found
Someone special i've been brought much faster down
I have learned to accept
My life as it is and i've learned to forget
DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND
WOULD YOU GIVE ME A HAND