There's a pretty little angel out there whom I have never met br Her heart floats above the waves it doesn't dare get wet br There's a pretty little angel whom I may never know br Cause Cari Ann feels it hurts too much to let her heartlight show br br I connected with her soul across the audio electric line br And for a brief moment i thought i felt her heartlight shine br I know she owns a passion tortured by her own duress br She's drowning in her own orbit yearning for a soft caress br br 'We are a planet of Thinkers and Artists' she succinctly said br 'Never one without the other, we do not love our brother' br br Where there is no caring there can be no friendship br Where there is no friendship there can be no trust br Where there is no trust there can be no love br Where is there love in this barred and gated city? br br I am finding O I am finding the irony in the name 'Cari' br To her I am a ghost or merely just a fairy br Friendship must be earned for it can all so simply break br It's as fragile as an eggshell translucent as a snowflake br br Fragile Cari, a newborn babe seeming so limitless br Early on she suffered who knows from the slightest duress br We cannot risk until we know we can trust br We cannot risk we cannot dare to risk br We cannot risk until we are sure we are loved br We cannot risk until we are so sure we are loved br Cari Ann are we loved? br Will we ever be loved Cari Ann? br Will we love? br Beau Golden br 5-5-1995br br BEAU GOLDENbr br