I don't think you understand what you've done.
The hurt you've caused,
The fear you've brought.
She is your child, your love.
But you put her last,
And you above.
You don't understand what you lost,
A poor young girl who paid the cost.
A daughter you've lost over time.
A good friend of mine.
I don't think you understand what you've done.
A beautiful woman with so much to do,
A beautiful woman you will lose.
And I will be there as I have always been,
To pick up the pieces and help her swim.