The Streets of Toronto

She walked down the streets of Toronto. You see she had nowhere to go. She,d climbed off the bus at the station, From Timmons Ontario. Her Stepfather would often rape her. He,d done it since she was thirteen She was leaving that nightmare behind her. She,d soon learn what that word would mean. She met a nice guy down on Dundas. He,d give her a nice place to stay. By the weekend she was a hooker. Circumstance happens that way. Crack cocaine was her favourite drugs name. It seemed to numb her mind. It must be God,s way I once heard her say. It was the only answer she could find. Now she walks down the streets of Toronto. She does,nt hold no one to blame. She say,s that she,d go home tomorrow. If she could remember her name.