My Baby, She Is As Down As I Am

I can see it in her eyes when she's crying it away There would be no compromise It could darken up the day She rides upon the horse in white Floating on what she felt Then turns into a butterfly Like every day, she melts I can feel it through the nights that she tries to turn to days You can be a passerby but you're dead once you're away It seems so hard to sing a song to overcome the height Will any times passing along her give away some light?