The Roses by her side, have long since passed away,
Whatever she once saw, turned into Gray,
As death comes closer, she takes her time to pray,
This Little angel still has so much to say.
Life is fading fast,
Sometime she wish she could forecast,
She is begging to Lord to make her stay,
But at this rate she will be gone in a day.
She never wanted to suffer with this disease,
For the love of her parents, she is taking it with ease,
She wish to be granted that day,
Where she can ditch the bed and run around and play.
Her parents blame themselves for carrying death in their genes,
But they understand, they can still see her in the dreams,
They know she can never grown up or have a wedding day,
yet unlike most parents, they understand there's no way,
So they'll send her to the heaven where she'll forever stay,
Her last words will forever ring a bell in her parents ears,
"Don't stop living and shed tears,
I may go now but I'll always be at heart,
And you will always be in my sight."
Feel Connected... Stay Connected
Whatever she once saw, turned into Gray,
As death comes closer, she takes her time to pray,
This Little angel still has so much to say.
Life is fading fast,
Sometime she wish she could forecast,
She is begging to Lord to make her stay,
But at this rate she will be gone in a day.
She never wanted to suffer with this disease,
For the love of her parents, she is taking it with ease,
She wish to be granted that day,
Where she can ditch the bed and run around and play.
Her parents blame themselves for carrying death in their genes,
But they understand, they can still see her in the dreams,
They know she can never grown up or have a wedding day,
yet unlike most parents, they understand there's no way,
So they'll send her to the heaven where she'll forever stay,
Her last words will forever ring a bell in her parents ears,
"Don't stop living and shed tears,
I may go now but I'll always be at heart,
And you will always be in my sight."
Feel Connected... Stay Connected
