A blackened wick is what remains
The flame was blown out just recently
Although the candle hadnt burned down to the stick
It wont be lit again, the day wont be so bright
We dont know what she may have been
All we know is what she left behind
An apartment cluttered with childrens toys,
Photos of good times
In the bedroom, theres sheets on the windows
Theres a four poster bed for a reason
Theres a box on the floor full of secrets
It wont be opened
Here older boys and girls would play
All inhibitions were left behind
As the door would close, her face began to shine
This was her finest hour, this was her finest time
Now, shes gone, and its not gonna be alright, not for me
Shes gone, but not forgotten, shes still here
In all those years she touched so many lives
Whos gonna watch the little girl she left behind?
Carol anne stands alone in the school yard
All the other children have gone
After waiting for hours,
She cant understand why her mother left her sad
In the darkness she sees definition
In the silence, she hears someone calling
After nightmares, she lies in bed screaming
But theres no reaction
Theres no one listening, theres no one
Now, shes gone, and its never gonna be alright, not for me,
Shes gone