She spent her life dancing to her favorite songs,
She was a little girl who was all alone.
Eyes wide open, always hoping for the sun,
She was a little girl crying all alone.
Fragile as a leaf in autumn as they fell to the ground,
Without ever making a sound.
She had a crooked little smile on her blue-eyed face,
as she starts to tell me her silent tale of grace.
She’s still a little girl standing all alone.
Wondering if she’ll ever have a home.