True Love?

I envy you and the sounds you make. Is it the way the one I love dances? Or can it be my ex's words and trances? Maybe it's the girl in my imagination that rocks out on the guitar with a beautiful smile on her face. I can't tell the truth from fiction nor my heart from my brain. My soul says yes but my intestines say no. I made one wrong decision and then I threw up. My tears can't stop coming down because I can't see my little sister anymore. My dream girl hasn't been seen in over four months but I can still hear her steps in my head. I'm ready to commit suicide, can anyone stop my pain? I'm looking for a Saint do you know where she went? A beautiful young girl who I call Angel. Peruvian and Mexican some how she found the way to my locked up heart. Someway she turned my cold blood hot.