There you were,
Just leaning in a frame by the trash.
Perfect and clean,
I snatched you up in a flash.
You were not my idol then,
And nor are you now.
But I knew I was meant
To find you somehow.
My daughter was gone,
In the grips of a man,
In a place I have been,
On a journey I didn't plan.
You think you're in love.
You can change him somehow.
But you're under his spell.
All you need is him now.
But like you, my dear Whitney,
Not all women return
To the people they were.
Chose the hard way to learn.
So I gaze at your poster each day
And each night,
Your beauty and talent,
Your innocence bright.
He stole them from you,
All of your hype.
Sucked the life out of you
Like you were his pipe.
Then my daughter came home
And I knew it was you,
Who taught me never let go
Of that girl that I knew.
With hope in her heart,
Eyes bright as the stars,
Still stepping on cracks
And dodging through cars.
I'm so sad, my dear Whitney,
That you took the fall.
But you helped save her life,
And you look great on my wall.
