LITTLE GIRL WITHOUT A SMILE - Written by Carroll Bryant
She sits there in the dark with her radio on
Little girl without a smile
Feels so all alone
She recollects her memories
Her dreams dance on the dawn
Life stands motionless and so time keeps moving on
What remains is a bitterness
A desperate chance for love
Sin can be washed away but forever keeps in touch
Looking out of her window she sees her childhood past
Fires burned her soul inside
Untill all that's left is ash
She points her eyes to a peccant as she tries so hard to cry
She neglects her self respect and often wonders why
Her innocence stopped shining yet she still thanks the moon
The inner strength of her character keeps ranging from dead to je-june
She can't see that her presence can last for all and awhile
Bows her head from her bed
Little girl ... without a smile
One of heavens angels was touched by dirty fingers
I just don't understand it
I'm not even gonna try
One of heavens angels was touched by dirty fingers
It's enough to make your spirit to just wanna die, die, die
She sits there in the dark with her radio on
Little girl without a smile ... feels so all alone
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