Visions

“”“”   Little Girl© 1996 “”“”

By Gabe Berry

 

I met a Little Girl the other day.   She stole my heart and went out to play. 

Out to play, she was out to play.   Out to play, she was out to play.

 

Met her at the lake she was my girl.   I looked away, she's just a Little Girl.

Little Girl, she's was my Little Girl.   Little Girl, she's just a girl.

 

I wish that she were mine.

Hugs and Kisses all the time.

Dream about it all the time.

Well I know that, she can't be mine.

 

Look' in at her face with a little smile.   So darn pretty want to hold her a while.

Little while, just a little while.   Little while, hold her a while.

 

Well I might be crazy but I don't care.   If she walked away I'd follow, anywhere.

Anywhere I follow anywhere.   Anywhere I just don't care.

 

I wish that she were mine.

Hugs and Kisses all the time.

Dream about it all the time.

Well I know that, she can't be mine.

 

(Instrumental Break)

 

I met a Little Girl the other day.   She stole my heart and went out to play.

Out to play, she was out to play.   Out to play, she was out to play.

 

I wish that she were mine.

Hugs and Kisses all the time.

Dream about it all the time.

Well I know that, she can't be mine.

 

Little Girl

Little Girl

Little Girl

 

 

Copyright Gabe Berry 1996