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