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