The little girl
and her father
Her father was the goner
He was drowning in the water
She was crying on the side
She's got no one to lean
She's leaning on the wind
Her mother was a goner
Goner with the wind
Now she leans on the water
She leans on the wind
Now her heart isn't cotton
Her heart isn't pink
Her heart is ice cold
Her mind is sinking
Now she's the queen
Now she's the king
Held by two pairs of wings