Waiting for her plane
got her world in her suitcase
Nothing ventured nothing gained,
off toward a new place
Left no message, can't explain,
disappeared without a trace
Nothing's going to be the same
There's lines etched upon her face

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Her eyes are the windows to her soul and her mind
Her eyes reflect the feelings deep inside


Born in a poor land,
she grew up fast
Learned to live, not to give,
to make the money last
Had a dream of riches,
having her own place
Though poor it seems God blessed her
With a figure and a face

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Packed and travelled quickly
to the city, where she found
The pimps and the pushers,
not the life she planned
Now she's surfing down the wire,
looking for a life
She finds a man who'll buy her dreams
For the price of being his wife

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Now she thanks you all for being there
For helping at the end
For the offers and suggestions
For calling her your friend

A lot of water's passed under the bridge
since that day
Time has had a chance
to take the pain away
People change,
patterns form and set
She's learned to forgive
but she never will forget


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