She was only seventeen
The girl of my dreams
I saw her on the picket fence of love
Eyes her eyes were made of gold
And as it has been told
Her heart was just the same
I see her face
And it was everything to me
Her grace well it brought me to my knees
Red the hair she had was red
And as it has been said
It flowed like fire down
Pale the skin she had was pale
She never seemed to fail
To make me want to laugh
I saw her face
And it was everything to me
Her grace well it brought me to my knees
We fell in love
She fell from above
Hair cut to shreds
My darling was dead
I saw her face
And it was everything to me
Her grace
Well it brought me to my knees
Cloudy skies
She made it turn to gray
Well i simply tried to fade
She was only seventeen
The girl of my dreams
I saw her on the picket fence of love