Gone With Angels Song Lyrics

Closest to me she must be a good child?
Don't ignore the signs, that's right
You be her teacher, taking

Shivering she awakes in the cold sweat
Terrified so she speaks under her breathe
Makes a fake cry for help, she's a real mess
That's the sign of the stress
Ma, listen to her

Heartbeats working overtime in her chest
Scared stiff from approaching footsteps
Ignoring the stains on her torn dress
Come now ma, listen to her

How could you put your own child in danger?
And turn around and take the words of a stranger
You didn't wanna face the facts so you blamed her
Too late ma, you should have listened to her

Gone, she's asleep
Finally, she's at peace, with the angels