Abandoned as a child, his only excuse
For the way he treats her.
But no amount of sympathy can cure him,
They all try to save their little girl.
So he's told to leave, words that have been spoken before.
Instead of walking away, he decided to sit outside her door,
And shine a flashlight through her window.
She ignores it; as best she can, until the light becomes too bright.
Then a ladder slides against the wall
He finds his way back, to climb inside her window.
He fools them all, as her mother waits
Patiently at the door, watching the front porch.
So he's told to leave, words that have been spoken before.
Instead of walking away, he decided to sit outside her door,
And shine a flashlight through her window.
She ignores it; as best she can, until the light becomes too bright.
The locks have all been tied to chains,
But it doesn't matter anyway, for he holds all the keys
So her father takes the ladder down,
As her brother bolts down all the windowpanes.
So he's told to leave, words that have been spoken before.
Instead of walking away, he decided to sit outside her door,
And shine a flashlight through her window.
She ignores it; as best she can, until the light becomes too bright.
She meets him on the roof again at midnight
As the clock chimes, he mumbles his apologies
Naively, she believes him and receives him
They are defeated with all attempts failed to save their Little Girl.
--Anna Walisser
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