I heard the truth about my real mom
Now I know the truth about Virginia
There is a girl, I never knew
I heard the truth about it
They said that she, she just disappeared
Dancing, waving to me there
High on the bridge I seen her
High on the bridge I seen her
There is a hell I can't escape
There is a bridge where I hate to go
They said I look just like her
She smiled and raised her head
Been having the same nightmare
That is where I first saw her
Red hair shining
There is a dream I can't escape
Pictures and headlines hidden away
Then she took to the air
My memories come back to me
She was my aunt Virginia
Now I know why ever since I was 3 years old
My memories come back to me
Jumping from the bridge that day
