Walking down the street,
I see a girl with barren feet.
She walks with a worried face.
She�s so sad
Yet she moves with such grace.
I follow her as she wanders through the snow.
She�s left unfazed as the wind blows.
She stops, turns,
And I look into her eyes.
I can feel her pain
I can feel her cries.
She stands afraid and alone.
Not one trace of happiness is shown.
I inch towards her,
As she backs away.
I assure her that I�m a friend,
That it�ll be ok.
I take her hand,
And guide her to the light.
I let her go,
And she smiles at me with new life.
