Eyes to sun, she lays in peace

Eyes bear complacence

Brown, the meadow grows tall to the sun

Seasons have come, they have gone



Buried in dirt, her torso lays

One limb dangles

Brown, the meadow grows tall to the sun

Seasons have come, they have gone



Please take me back to my healing home

Please take me back to my toy box

Ours not for their own



Please take me back to my healing home

Please take me back to my toy box

Please take me back to my little girl's hand

Please take me back to my toy box