With her little rag doll, clutched in her armShe was crossing the street, realizing no harmAnd I was the driver, sad but it's trueWho killed that little girl, it could happen to youWith a scream and a crash, in the street there she layThat scene will haunt meTill my dying dayI can hear it each dayAnd all through the nightThat little girl pleadingMother hold me tightNo charges were placed against meUnavoidable, the report readI did my best to stopBut the little girl, she's deadGod knows I'd gladly take her placeIf I only couldBut that's just wishful thinkingAnd really does no goodNo one will ever knowMy prayer I can't repeatAs I knelt beside that little girlAs she died there in the streetMy life has been so darkenedAt night I cannot sleepFor I dream about the little girlI killed there in the streetWith a scream and a crashIn the street there she layThat scene will haunt meTill my dying dayI can hear it each dayEach day and all through the nightThat little girl pleadingMother hold me tight