my little swan jessie

she is hanging onto my back,

her tempature is high,

o why are you so sick,

your to young you cant tell me why.

she is slowly falling asleep,

i feel her breth on my neck,

i hold her hands so tightly,

she is fast asleep i bet,

my poor little swan ,

you broke your little wing ,

i promice i´ll look after you ,

because all the love in this world you bring.

writen 

by

paul o carroll (just for my little swan jessica who is sick now)