The lyrics were of a dream. I was in California. I had died. My little brother was the angel that took me to heaven's gates.
I fell in love with God today
He picked me up and flew me away
Now I feel better, now I feel okay
The sky is bluer, and the air smells different
I stood next to a lake with a little boy
Underneath some canopied trees
He held out his hands, presented them to me
'Twas a spinner he made specially for me
Said "Girl you got it goin' on, I'd like to be with you..."
"I need to be with you." He was six years old.
I was seventy-five.
Put me in his arms and told me I'm beautiful
Said he forgives me for the pain
He says it wasn't my fault
That I'm not to blame
I'm just a victim. I'm just a hero.
I'm just a girl he fell in love with.
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