Hey there pretty girl,
you who liked to twist and swirl,
sitting in the playground, swinging,
standing in the shower, singing.

When did you get lost?
your heart dusted with frost,
placed under lock and key,
no longer for anyone to see.

Take in your hand, mine,
I promise, your heart will be fine.
Reject no more the love I’ve given,
everything’s forgotten, and forgiven.

Place your head on my chest,
close your eyes now, and rest.
The world is not for you to save,
everything you are, you freely gave.

You deserve to receive,
not always waiting, to leave.
Trust love as did the child,
who’s heart was strong and wild.

Love again will cause you to rise,
within your soul lies the prize.