Woorden: Terry Allen. Human Remains. Little Sandy.

Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Outside
A cold wind blows
But it?s colder inside
You lay in your crib
But no lights in your eyes

Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Outside
Jesus he came
On a hard winter?s eve
And spread his dark wings
O?er the breath that you breathe
An he stole you to glory
With him to reside
And left me forever
Little Sandy
Outside

Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Outside
There?s blood on my knees
My heart?s open wide
I prayed you not leave me
But no lights in your eyes

Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Little Sandy
Outside