Who Told You I Was Ready
I didn't tell my mother he was a friend of the family.
I didn't tell you to come into my room, who told you I was ready.
I see his smile looking at me from across the room.
I guess this is something all little girls have to do, who told you I was ready.
I don't want him to touch me down there.
But he whispered in my ear don't say a word.
If you tell your mother, then you I'll hurt.
Who told you I was ready
I wonder who did it to him.
Because I knew I wasn't his first.
He always comes in my room when my mother goes to work.
When I finally told my mother the look on her face was so heavy.
I thank God it wasn't her that told him I was ready....
I still wonder now, who told him I was ready.
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