I See A Little Girl Sat In Her Room..
Her Little Mind Doesn't No What To Think..
Does She Sit Quietly And Begin to Stare
Or Does She Walk To The Window Cry And Blink..
I See A Little Girl Sat In Her Room..
With Her Tiny Bruised Hands Upon Her Face..
Her Knobbly Small Knees Pressed Together..
Her Mind Wondering To Her Own Little Place..
I See A Little Girl Sat In Her Room..
Surrounded By Nothing But Fear..
And As You Can Guess
Here Comes Another Little Tear..
I See A Little Girl In Her Room..
Isolated And Alone..
As She Sits And Waits..
Her Mummy Will Beat Her As Soon As She Comes Home.
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