Marty Friedman

Stepped off the bus
You were an innocent little girl
You can't try baby
But you can't change the world
Got your cigarettes burning your fingers
Waking you from your sleep
Daddy said he would be there
To sweep you off your feet
Shine on me now
I can see an angel who lost her place
Won't you shine on me now
Another fallen angel
Lord help me now 'cause I need the strength
I could use a helping hand
Won't you shine on me