Debbie - Law

There was a time when home was home

Things couldn磘 come to be alone

Weather was fine and moods were high

Some in the distance tried to fly

But suddenly a storm did wake

Woke up with pain — too much to take

The ashes fly and fruits are bruised

We can磘 deny — something we would use

Debbie wants to go far away

Far away from home, no rules to break

Debbie wants to know how the angels fly

Debbie wants to live and rest a while

And now sheç£ó gone away, her parents cry

And if they only could they would retry

But debbie she has learned how angels fly

She left her life and died, but who knows why

Rest a while