[. she . cries . at . night .]

There was a little girl

Who used to cry while she slept

Like there was some bad secret

That only her dreams kept.

If you looked at her precious face

While she dreamed, you could see tears

For all the pain inside her heart

That had grown throughout the years.

She had no one to come to though

No one to help her through the hurt.

She had only her dream world

But that just made things worse.

Worse, cause in her dreams at night

She had all she ever needed.

But when she woke, like ocean waves

Her dreams always receded.

They left her with nothing

Short of what she'd had before.

No, when she woke, instead

Her pain had increased ten times more.

She'd lie awake in the dark

Then cry herself to sleep.

But you saw, the tears don't stop there

She continues to weep.

She sees angels in her head

While she sleeps, who take her pain.

But when she wakes those visions

Have become her very bane.

They're the reason she doesn't

Want to close her eyes at night.

It just makes her heart heavier

To see them so pure and bright.

The little girl is innocent

And yet her hurt's so deep.

The only thing she asks

Is for you to hold her while she sleeps.

February 18, 2002