i'll let life take me where it may
but  god knows i pray
it takes me back to you

Gone are the dreams of my past
The little girl who wanted her daddy back
Gone are the star wishes of years past
That little girl stopped wishing on stars
and started to work for her dreams
Gone are the little oink bows
The little girl threw those away years ago
Gone is the innocence of a child
That girl died years ago
Gone was her view that she was pretty
The little girls thoughts  stopped years ago
Gone never to return
Gone because they were slowly stolen from her
Gone is her past
Gone is her future
It's all just gone

She whispered that she liked the feel
of rough hands in bed,
so I gave up going to college
and became a stone mason instead.

I know I didn't expect much,
except I didn't know much
about who or how.

But with callused skin
and a bed full of sin,
boy do I miss it now.