In silver sandals she goes walking up those golden stairs

And though we miss her so we know she's happy to be there

She walks with us in memory we see her all the time

In silver sandals walking through our minds

So many times we let our thoughts turn back to yesterday

To a little girl that could only watch the children as they played

She walks with us in memories we see her all the time

In silver sandals walking through our minds

The grave in which she sleeps is cold but our thoughts of her are warm

And we both cry as we both long to hold her in our arms

Each night in dreams we see her running to us smiling sweet

With silver sandals on her little feet

In silver sandals she goes walking up those golden stairs

And though we miss her so we know she's happy to be there

She walks with us in memory we see her all the time

In silver sandals walking through our minds

In silver sandals she goes walking up those golden stairs

And though we miss her so we know she's happy to be there

She walks with us in memory we see her all the time

In silver sandals walking through our minds

In silver sandals walking through our minds