The winds blow gently
Across the meadow...

Six weeks old today
Mommy...

It's been so long since I've seen you
Held your hand and heard your voice...

Don't try and take me down
When you crash and burn...

Sit straight now
Don't arch your back...

Sit here now close your eyes
Say nothing...

Take me away
Place me where the trees grow...

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Tell me why these tear drops fall...