George Smith Little Match Girl
See the little girl all alone not facing anyone? Well she comes out here in the night sometimes, all alone She's wondering, how everything can fall apart so fast And how funny it seems, that yesterday was never meant to last. She walks out on the corner Steps right up to a man who knows her name Thought that she was older And thinks he's gonna take her home to burn. Spends her days walking in the park with the feeling of the sun & the wind in her hair Doesn't like the touch of the cold hand, his breath or that frozen stare. And she'd wash everyday if the soap could take away the pain But the stains don't ever go away or get clean Doesn't wanna go there I'll take a trip to someplace far away Where no-one seems to know her And daddy can't take her home to burn. Every morning running circles 'round my head He keeps chasing me, it's sickening & sickening... so sick And there's one more thing that I don't understand No,no,no ... it must be someone else I need to know! Oh god I remember No no daddy, please let me close my eyes Only wishing it was over Now no-one's gonna take her... ..Threw away all her matches