Dusty Halo

A girl grew up a few houses down. From my house, in A small town. She was an angel, very sweet. After homework, outside we would meet. Her life is different, since then until now. I pray everday, to help her somehow. I seen her at her daddy's funeral, on her arms, she had many bruises. I spoke to her as we left the grave And this is what I had to say. Please let me help you out. This isn't you and what your about. She looked at me, and said sadly I'm nothing but a junkie. I knelt down, and gently touched her face. Let God and myself help you change. Evernight I pray, you would come back to me. After all you are who I want to marry. Let God take the wheel, so your body can heal. Drive you off the bumpy road, you have chose. To me your still an angel, I've always known. You got lost. You were alone. Like my mama said, when I was a kid. Your the same person, who has been living in sin. Ask god for forgiveness and to cleanse your soul. And help you dust off your dusty halo.