That Girl

There was a little girl
standing in a meadow
In her own little world
of green

That same little girl
on the grass her head layed
Soon she started to dream
about when she leaned against his grave
and then, it started to rain

That girl put a rose in the grave soil
and her heart began to coil
As she ran away from him
that man that she once knew

That girl she cried every night
living in a world so dull
And again it started to rain
as the memories of him came back to her

Little girl, don't you cry now
because your face is being shadowed
Just go back to the meadow
your smiling transparent dad will be there

When that little girl saw him
little tears stained her face
But it didn't begin to rain
for she got to see him again