Little Carrie Ann what a beautiful girl
From the moment she was born
Whe was always perfect
Whole town said: "Why can't you be more like her?"
Lights go on and she's ready to spin
On stage doin' all the things she's told to
Puts on her show in front of the whole damn world
I pray to the heavens to try to save her soul
Cause that sweet little angel is not the girl I know
Chorus:
She gets wound up
She gets higher by the minute
Turns the sound up
To drown out all the pain
They all think they know her
But no one really knows
That she goes a little crazy sometimes
She parks her car at the top of the hill
Only inches from the edge
Where she's almost falling
Stares at the sky 'till she's drowning in the rain
Nice dress nice smile
What a wonderful child
If they only knew all the liesshe's told them
It's too complicated for her to explain
She prays to then heavens to try to save her soul
Cause the sweet little angel is close to lettin' go
Repeat Chorus
I pray to then heavens to try to save her soul
Cause the sweet little angel is close to lettin' go
Repeat Chorus
Writer(s): Gary Scott Burr, Leann Rimes, Gregg John Pagani
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com