A Walk In The Park - Stina Nordenstam

Chris was five when her mother died

She was the only child

Her mother used to say I’d spoil her too much

She was my joy and pride

Seems like yesterday

I hear her voice, five hours left to go:

«Won't you let me, well you know I can drive

Please let me take your car»

«Won't you please let me take your car»

Two policemen in the car behind

Not on duty but they stopped

And just before the car caught fire

Bravely they pulled her off

Now days grow warmer Chris and spring is here

You’ll see it with my eyes

If I were you Chrissie I’d rather not

Take this to stay alive

No, I would rather die

One of these days when the sun shines

We’ll go outside and listen to the birds in the park