Pobre Sara

Sara is on the street
The spent hours come to an end
Angel of the night
Doesn't want to go back to her home, sweet home

Sara remembers
When life was just playing
Only fifteen years old
And now she's drowning learning to swim

And she goes
She's left alone
In her room, a curse is waiting for her
And she goes
She's left alone
She never told anyone
She can't tell anyone
How much her dad loves her

Sara's nights
Drag on with ruin, misery, and pain
Dawn's dog
Her father teaches her what love is

Sara cries on her pillow
The bed soaked with disgust and sweat
Death sirens call
Behind the windows of her room

And she left
She left and I'm alone
Clouds of sorrow are blinding my heart
And she left
She left and I'm alone
I never told anyone
I can't tell anyone
Why that night Sara died