| Little betty's baby talk;the way she smiled;the way she walked;I followed her around the room;if only with my eyes... She made her home inside my heart;where laughter had a place to start;but no one's happy here today;we only want to cry..... Her tiny feet so small;trotting up,and down the hall;bouncing merrily from wall to wall;and no one even saw her fall!.....A little life that had to end;no softly babbling in the den;someone took it all away;she never even cried..... No one has a price to pay...for little lambs gone astray;we will see her again one day;we know it deep inside.....Now that's the way the story ends;but it could happen yet agin;watching someone's life cave in;on the promise that might have been!...So little betty's baby talk;her willywobbleling,funny walk?...are gone away;we miss them still;...I guess we always will... |
