this little girl is my friend, when i talk she listens.
i know when i get home, she will be there.
but why cant everyone else be like her?
she knows ive tried, and she know ive lied.
and she dosn't care, and shes always there.
when im sad, and full of tears,
shes always there and fights away my fears.
this little one, soo full of hope.
thank you for the help, on this bumpy slope.
