You could dance like the seasons
and sing like the angels
A head full of imagination with princesses and princes
wizards and witches, giants and goblins
I was late to your recital that night
but it didn’t matter, you wouldn’t be there
Didn’t you learn never to talk to strangers?
What did the devil say before he took you?
Did he promise a wish?
You could’ve never known
I made a thousand wishes you had
Because maybe then you’d still be here today
and I wouldn’t have found you buried beneath the snow
I remember cradling you in my arms for the first time
I’ll never forget the last
Your face a sheet of white with a tint of blue
The tears stuck to your face
I still held you close and played with your hair
Winter had betrayed you
But I can still hear you in my dreams
the voice of an angel
I still hear you baby girl, I still do