Curled up and shrivelled,
the food not even nibbled...

Like the first blossom on a tree,
you were the first flower in my heart, it's first...

Like the first blossom on a tree,
you were the first flower in my heart...

The sadness in their eyes,
the terror in their crys...

For once I don't have to hide,
I don't need to keep it all inside...

My eyes are weary,
the future is bleak...

My dress is frayed at the edge,
it got caught on the prickly hedge...

My Grama left me long ago,
where she went I do not know...

Daddy's little girl looks up to her dad,
of that her daddy is very glad...

Her racing heart,
her life pulled apart...

I've cut my ties,
got rid of all your lies...

When the winter sun starts to fall,
all of the winter birds start to call...