She had contracted sickness.
This lovely little angel,
Bed bound for years;
Waiting for the squall to pass over.

This lovely little angel,
Dreams on down clouds above.
Waiting for the squall to pass under,
To end on a good note.

Dreaming on down clouds above,
She likes to picture Todd who
To end on a good note,
Chose to dream forever instead.

She likes to picture Todd who
Shared the room with her.
She makes her life a good note,
In a cold hospital.

Sharing the room with her,
Mom and Dad so often visit.
In a cold hospital-
Half her childhood’s lost.

Mom and Dad so often visit,
Spend their nights praying.
Half her childhood is lost
Don’t cage her here.

Spend their nights praying for,
This lovely little angel.
Don’t cage her here,
Waiting for the squall to pass over.