Rescued

This is a song we wrote about five years ago about a little girl who was walking home from school one day and fell through the ice. She hung on to her lunch box and to her life and lived to tell the tale. It's a true story.

Alexander Nichols, Gunther Trout © 2010

It’s dreaming weather

You’re on your way back home

The ice river, the sun shining down

At a tender age

You’ve never known a frown

The innocence of the day

Can be measured in time

For this will never, ever

Leave your mind

It’s there to stay

Da-da-da-da-dat, Da-da-da do.

As you felt the sun’s rays

In your eyes

Your heart felt the surprise

The ice cracks beneath your gate

You feel an icy fate

Clothing so warm

Like a spring thunder storm

Until it struck

You knew you were stuck

The cold of you skin

The chill of the day

…Your memory fading away

Da-da-da-da-dat, Da-da-da do.

But you were so strong

You held on for so long

And then you were saved

From an icy grave

By a Stranger standing who knew

On the banks of that river so white

Your blond head

Would sink out of site

If he did not rescue you

Rescue you, rescue you

You are forever waiting

For the right one to come

You care not where from

Which hand of fate

will be on cue

To rescue you?

You can give up your day chores soon

To find that you’ve been

Rescued.

Da-da-da-da-dat, Da-da-da do

Rescued rescued rescued...

And you strike out at the one

Who is truly the sun

Who warms your skin

And comforts your soul

But you will choose

To start all over

Again…

The love you seek

Is within

You need not think

About your rescue, rescue, rescue

Da-da-da-da, Da-da-da doo.