Lonely princess
All the days out on your own
are growing empty
Nothing is going well
If you could only tell them
how you feel
But they're too real to understand
Chorus:
Too many trite expressions
Ending in forced rejections
long ago
To many innocent faces
In too many far out places
somethings wrong
Let me tell you that somethings
wrong
It's been that way so long,
and it's a shame
On the street car
To the city where she knows
that she may lose it all
Riding for just a dime, takin'
her own sweet time
And knowing well that this
could be her final fall
Past the boutique
To the alley down the river,
people pass her by
She sits on a big gray rock,
takes off her boots and socks
Not knowin' what she will
do next just starts to cry
Chorus:
Too many wild rejections
Endin' in angry questions
from her dad
Too many T.V. dinners
Ah, everyone loves a winner,
but she was lost
No one knows the trials she
had
In the shelter
In the mornin' as the sun
is brightly gleaming
I heard her crying out, "What
is it all about?
I just don't know, but I can't
go back home"
Hell, I just don't know, but
I can't go back home
Marco Giunco |
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