Chrios 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