© Frohmberg 2007
It was a lovely summer's day...
Little girl dreams
and wishing on stars...
Every time I think about you, my heart begins to...
The hurt you placed upon my life, put everything...
Look at her; picture perfect, just like a dream,
Beautiful little girl, but things are never as...
Fill her up with sarin gas
and see how long that girl will last...
I may not be perfect
Nor will I ever try to be...
And she hurts so very deep inside
Clotting secrets. she tries to hide...
Her cries and her sorrow
her laughter and her grace...
She walks down the hall,
barely glancing his way...
She's lost her trust,
for anyone, for anything...
Hearts break baby and yet the world still spins,
we're all aiming for victory but no one ever wins...