As the last petal falls,the cool wind blows
as i walk alone in silence nobody knows
i am cold and alone through the harsh winter season,
in my littlest voice help i cry out
nobody can hear me
so i start to scream and shout
as i sit alone in silence and try to cry myself to sleep,
i see a white light its coming upon my feet
two angel wings then a smile of
delight
a small voice whispers
i herd your call,
i am here now no need to cry at all
