Chrios was five when her mother died
She was the only child
Her mother used to say Id spoil her too much
She was my joy and pride
Seems like yesterday ... I hear her voice
Five hours left to go:
wont you let me, well you know I can drive
Please let me take your car
Wont you please let me take your car
Two policemen in the car behind
Not on duty but they stopped
And just before the car caught fire
Bravely they pulled her off
Now days grow warmer chris and spring is here
Youll see it with my eyes
If I were you chrissie Id rather not
Take this to stay alive
No I would rather die
One of these days when the sun shines
Well go outside
And listen to the birds in the park