Cassie, Cassie
The first time I saw Cassie, she was running through a meadow
With a handful of daffodils, she picked somewhere nearby
Awed by her beauty, I watched her as she ran
She looked like an angel, against the summer sky
I loved her, through the summer
Our hearts were gay and free
We loved with a love that was more than love, she was such a part of me
I'd often look at her and think she's too good to be true
She was so far above, all the other things I knew
Through Cassie's lips there only asked, words of love and kindness
She could see so far beyond, other's faults and blindness
One morning, without warning
I awoke and she was gone
Perhaps she was an angel and she flew away home
Now I run through the meadow, hoping that she'll hear me
Although I cannot see her now, I feel she's somewhere near me
I call her name so loudly, I awaken from my sleep
To find that I've just dreamed again, of this girl so kind and sweet
Cassie, Cassie
Cassie, Cassie
Cassie, Cassie
Cassie, Cassie