Her sign said: "Will work for food,"
And right about now what I usually do is look the other way
Ooh, but not today
And when I looked into her eyes, my heart began to sing
Because I saw my daughter's face and I couldn't help but think
She's somebody's little girl, in her
Sunday dress with her hair in curls
Then she smiled and looked at me
For a moment, I don't see
Someone who's been to the darkest
Corners of this world
All I see
Is somebody's little girl
She couldn't be more than twenty-five
I swear she hasn't even been alive long enough
Ooh, for life to get that tough
I handed her some money, wishing there was more that I could do
She smiled and said, "God bless you sir," and it my heart broke in two
She's somebody's little girl, in her
Sunday dress with her hair in curls
Then she smiled and looked at me
For a moment, I don't see
Someone who's been to the darkest
Corners of this world
All I see
Is somebody's little girl
I asked her if she'd be okay
She said, "It's just another day"
Then she pointed up, and said, "He looks out for me"
And I knew right then, she'd always be
Somebody's little girl, in her
Sunday dress with her hair in curls
Then she smiled and looked at me
For a moment, I don't see
Someone who's been to the darkest
Corners of this world
All I see
Is somebody's little girl
Oh
Somebody's little girl