Don't take her from my arms,

The only thing pure in the world.

Her laugh, so angelic,

Takes the depression away.

Flaming hair,

Icy eyes,

Hot and cold,

A miracle,

Love in a loveless marriage.

Her grace so mighty,

Rescue us from our stupidity.

Just a babe,

Winning all of our hearts,

Bringing smiles to our frowning mouths,

She is ours.

She is pure.

She is angelic.

She is Cheyenne.