• Little girl you ran away
    From the pain and sorrow
    That always comes your way

    Little girl you have no place to go
    You are already standing lost in the snow
    Always the pain that comes your way everyday

    Little girl standing alone on the cold winter street
    Your eyes are filled with tears spilling over juts to retreat
    Always the sorrow that comes your way

    Little girl what are you going to do
    There is no more abuse for you
    Nothing good comes to you

    Little girl your time is through
    Hopefully pain and sorrow will pass over you
    No you will have to bid adieu