Screaming, crying,
and blind to everything,
she comes to you.
She's beautiful, she's careless;
she's helpless.
She's yours.
As time goes by,
she grows older,
and weaker.
She sees everything,
but she's more blind now than before.
Screaming, crying;
you want to get away from her,
you want to help her, to heal her.
She's angry, she's thoughtless;
she cares not.
Who is she?
As time goes by,
she grows older still,
and stronger, yet weaker in heart.
She is soft, easily bruised.
You see the beautiful, careless and helpless girl you once knew.
Screaming, crying;
she's sorry for being so intolerable.
She's beautiful, she's careless, she's helpless;
She's loving, she's thoughtful.
She's yours.
As time goes by,
she grows older, and older.
She's weak, and dependent.
She's beautiful, she's careless, she's helpless.
She's weak.
She's dying.
She's yours.
