Rachel DelevoryasWith her thick eye glasses and her plain Jane faceSat beside me in her fifth grade classLooking so terribly out of placeRachel played the violinAnd classical music was out of styleShe couldn't control all her wild brown hairHer nervous laughter and her awkward smile and It was clear that she'd never beOne of usWith her dowdy clothesAnd her violinAnd a name like Rachel Delevoryas But I'd pass by her house in the eveningGoing to play with my best friend RayAnd the music floating from her windowSpoke the things that Rachel could never say Rachel DelevoryasWas eating her lunch as the boys walked by"Rachel is ugly" she heard them shoutShe sat on the schoolyard bench and cried and CHORUS And every year the hedge got higherAs it grew around Rachel's houseLike the secret wall inside herThat she built to keep all the heartache out Rachel DelevoryasMoved back east with her familyNow she's dressed in a beautiful gownStanding on stage with the symphonyRachel plays the violinBut every night when the lights go downI wonder if she still remembers those daysAnd cruel little boys in this one horse town and CHORUS
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