Listening to a little girl cry,
are the angles above us...

As I sit on the porch,
Watching the sun...

As you're screamin'
she thinks about leavin...

Every time I heard it,
Those words meant so much...

Seeing the blood,
bright red...

A little girl who cant see her dad,
Is usually confused and often sad...

Do you remember the day,
the day i met you...

Have you done what ive done?
Have you gone through what ive gone through...

Head full of confusion,
Eyes full of tears...

I love you,
but i hate you...

I wanna cry,
I wanna die...

As i speak to you,
The air fills with magic...