alive

I was five I was five

She brushed my long hair

She was alive

Blonde and knotted

Oh, what she was allotted

She took that and combed it too

She got through

She played that hand

She was dealt

And she was always dealing

With the lies with the lies

She stayed alive

I got through too

Blonde in waves and knots

We loved what we got

Together we held hands

And she sang an old song

We always got along

Though he lied though he lied

She held me tight

Though I misbehaved

I didn’t care I didn’t care

She held me tight

Through the country nights

She was alive and she held me tight

The crickets and the mice

She sang me to sleep

Though I misbehaved

I was five I was five

I wish she was alive