Gingerbread Girl

My girl always feels ginger
She never looks my way
She says she loves me though
In a ginger kinda way
She's lovely, sweet and nice
Sits so gently beside me
She thinks I'm full of spice
I'd never push her away
But my girl always feels ginger
As if she's looking over a ledge
She had an innocent look
That time faded away
Perhaps I'll ask her
 if she's afraid of me
But I'm just her gingerbread house
The one where she loves to lay