For everytime you fall, i know why.
No matter how good you may hide it, I know you inside.
The pain and the suffer that you may feel, I feel it to.
Cause the girl with the piggy tales meant the same to both of us.
She's laugh and play, and sing for all to here.
My baby sister, the one who only lived enough for memories.
But that's all we have left.
A stack of memories of the greatest little girl we knew.
The little girl with the piggy tales is gone.
But maybe we will see her again.
And her smile will bright our day like it once did.
And her blue eyes will still be as shiny as they were before.
That little girl with the piggy tales is watching over us.
Like a Angel.
She knows how we will be and how we will go.
But once we do, her face will be the first we see.
Because the girl with the piggy tales.
She's the best you will ever meet.