She’s looking at you Donna, you are the only one she can see br A pretty blonde haired girl was watching me br Her name was Cassandra and she was only five br She was a pretty spirit and one who had died br br It was the day after when I met the little girl br I thought she had two pigtails but she had a head of curl br I asked the medium and she said curly hair br I knew I wasn’t dreaming when I had seen her there br br I asked for her name but she said ‘You know my name’ br A spirit lady had sent her to help me through my pain br Sweet wrappers and tangerine were laid out on my bed br I saw that very clearly, it wasn’t in my head br br She wheeled her pram and doll around the next room’s floor br And would walk excitedly through my bedroom door br She was a lovely girl and I loved her very much br I hugged her on occasions and she was solid to the touch br br One day she brought two other little girls br She was stood in the centre with her head full of curls br I stepped out with them and took them for a stroll br Into a time slip where they used a lot of coal br br Many adventures into another world br Where the little girl lived with her head full of curl br This was one adventure and I have many more br Every time I walk through that spiritual doorbr br Donna Caldwellbr br