Oh little girl, trust in this world, forget what they say, they don't understand, oh little girl, who hates the world now, cry out for help, don't trust in everything you hear, I won't let the sky fall on you, oh little girl, who has a bloodly hand, fly away, let the grass take your body, let the sky have your heart, let the a tree reserve your soul, she's free now, so scream and shot, if I could be any one in the world it would be the free moon and stars.