July 18 of 1996
A beautiful girl was born
And she was my first kiss
Everytime I think of Her I wanna cry
Because all I remember is the very day that she died.
She was cute and fantastic
Not like those girls who are plastic
She just cared of what she did
Even if others didn't liked it.
It all began when she held a gun
Later all the screaming word I heard was run.
I didnt know what just happened
All I really heard was ambulance and siren.
The moment I look back her mom is crying because her little babygirl was dying
And over the floor her little sister held her while she's crying.
Whispering I'm sorry i didn't meant to leave you
I said baby please wake up because I really need you.
In the morning I woke up it was just a dream
This lines are a true story that turned to be reality
Appreciate what you have and treat it right
Because what you love and want might make it's path to go free and fly.