out on the streets
where people meet
she had a hunger for a touch
hero's beckoning plow

each new day wth a beckoning smile
to know all the great while
look through the Willow's bend
a friend with whom you can depend

she found her tricks late at night living by sight
she was nature's wild child
running a bit wild
then one day her mother came to her aid

she had visions of granduer
but she couldn't ever bother
to touch of the hand from the master plan
then one night an angel visited the wild child

Love was here to stay
she dazzled in the moment alone in her thoughts
told her of the love of God and she was convicted of her sin
a newer way to begin again