Homeless Girl

Everytime she comes around I see her faded face And wonder how good she’d look if she just stayed in one place How I’d die to put my arms around and hold this jaded rose And deal her more highs than she’s ever been dealt in lows Oh this homeless girl, She loves the world, But she loves me better. To look in those grey eyes of chalk and see their set in stone Her smile and begging gestures they just couldn’t change my tone To hear the laughs and cries inside the pub as she sits outside Leads me to a rendezvous where the sorrow I can’t hide Oh this homeless girl, She loves the world, But she loves me better. To me you could be who you wanted to be To me you could be who you are All the times when they call you out But they find you all strung out You know I’d shelter you from harm, from harm