Well there’s a deep dark hole…that's chasing my soul,
Following me I know till the day I die… I’ll tell you why.
There’s a girl I know…way back from my younger days,
Flowers in her hair…she danced around...like she was on air.
Oh...oh...the darkness is so cold, oh....oh...straight to the bone,
Oh...oh...dreams turn into nightmares, oh...oh...it chills my soul.
Holding hands…laughing as we were…our innocence so pure.
Together we walked on down by the little bitty brook,
With a smile on her face…she fell right in…I lost her there,
We buried her the next morn…with the help of God's good book.
Flowers in her hair…she danced around...like she was on air.
Oh...oh...the darkness is so cold, oh....oh...straight to the bone,
Oh...oh...dreams turn into nightmares, oh...oh...it chills my soul.
Now there's not a night that I don’t think of that girl,
And the deep dark hole…that’s chasing my soul.
It won’t leave me alone…it chills me to the bone,
That pretty little girl…the brook that stole her youth.
Flowers in her hair…she danced around...like she was on air.
Oh...oh...the darkness is so cold, oh....oh...straight to the bone,
Oh...oh...dreams turn into nightmares, oh...oh...it chills my soul.
Little lass why don’t you go away...you know you can’t stay,
It’s not time for me…to come out and play with you,
You're gonna have to wait...wait for me back in your lonely grave.
Flowers in her hair…she danced around...like she was on air.
Oh...oh...the darkness is so cold, oh....oh...straight to the bone,
Oh...oh...dreams turn into nightmares, oh...oh...it chills my soul.
Now you stand in the doorway there…looking pretty as you please,
We'll laugh the night away…then make love all day...you're such a little tease.
You take my hand…lead me around… don’t even care if people stare,
Flowers in your hair ...you seem to be dancing…like you’re on air.
We danced in the moonlight...we made love on the beach,
Why...oh...why does ...this girl...remind me so much of you.
Holding hands...laughing as we were...our innocence so pure.
You're gonna have to wait...wait for me back in your lonely grave.
Flowers in her hair…she danced around...like she was on air.
Oh...oh...the darkness is so cold, oh....oh...straight to the bone,
Oh...oh...dreams turn into nightmares, oh...oh...it chills my soul.
Flowers in her hair…she danced around...like…she was on air.
Flowers in her hair…she danced around...like…she was on air.
(By Roelin Davis 8/22/2011 all rights reserved)
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