That little girl ©

Who's thats little girl standing over there?
That little girl in the corner, with the long, fair hair?
The little girl who?s crying, wiping her eyes with her sleeve?
That little girl over there, who is she? Please?

She's standing in a crowd, can no one hear what she's saying?
She's standing right there ? can you not hear her praying?
She's screaming for you to hear her, pulling at your dress,
Tears running down her cheek bones, she's trying to confess.

She's opening her mouth, but nothings coming out,
Whats she trying to say? What's she talking about?
That little girl right there, the one who's watching me,
That little girl in the corner, why can't you see?

She's told me once before, and she'll tell me yet again,
About the day she died, at a quarter past ten,
Her innocent life was taken, but only by herself,
Now can you see her? That little girl.