Young girl, it's mornin'
In the March wind
Young girl, move slowly
Day by day on these streets
Young girl in the sun light
In every breeze
Young girl cried out at midnight
Into the silence, out of the thick pine
Young girl, I can feel you breathing
Inside these sheets
Young girl, you're so beautiful
In your empty blouse with your perfect breasts
Young girl cried out at midnight
Into the silence, out of the thick pine
Young girl, I see myself
I have survived
Young girl, I'm writing this poem
Especially for you
When I dream of you
Young girl