If I Knew You

Pretty little lady,
Lit up someone's life,
Sang her music just to sing.

Fell upon a springtime,
Never over mine,
No one saw her hurt.

Pretty little lady,
No one ever knew,
Found her when the morning came.

Falling down from Heaven,
I think they stopped and stared,
And they could not believe their eyes.

All pretty lady's friends
Begged her to come down,
Imagined being in her mind.

Pretty little lady,
Did not deserve to die,

And perhaps did not
Mean to.