Trinity Pickelhaupt

My sister, oh how I miss her, for she is so far away.

All that I can think about is her everyday.

My sister, oh how I miss her, and how we used to play.

All that I can think about is her everyday.

My sister, oh how I miss her, it's like the world turned grey.

All that I can think about is her everyday.

My sister, oh how I miss her, and listen to what I say:

I swear I'll search forever and find her again someday.