A little girl sits on an unmarked grave,
And wonder what lays beneath her feet.
A pure angel,
Touched by death,
And all she can think about is lollypops.

A young boy stands in dad's funeral,
And wonder what's inside that box.
A pure angel,
Touched by death,
And all he can think about is christmas presents.

A pure mind
Touched by death,
Makes my thoughts un-pure,
And all I can think about is you.