She's stroking her cat with her silken fingers A would-be charmer whose life's incomplete I'm working so hard to try and get to know her Her parents say who she sees and who she meets
Always on her own Walking through the city Doesn't want to know If anyone should try to pick her up She'll put them down
She only drinks at the dining table She's not allowed to stay up late at night Her only joy is the riding stable Her parents say what is wrong and what is right
Always on her own Walking through the city Doesn't want to know If anyone should try to pick her up She'll put them down
The day will come when she'll see the time she's wasted She's twenty-one and without their guiding light There's so many things that she's never tasted Who'll be there to say what is wrong and what is right