Step by step,  I walk along
Beneath the starless, city night
Down an alley, and up one more
I glance around, and quake in fright.

One more turn, one more right
With paranoid glances over my shoulder
Then I would be home and I would be safe.
To escape from this night, not possibly colder.

Then, skin bare and white in the dark
There is the man that I see.
All alone in this alley, there sits this man
Head down, with his back turned to me.

"I can help you, sir," I call to this man.
"Please can you tell me your name?"
But the man only turns,  sad smile on his face,
And says, "Girl, richer men made this claim,"

I thought he was mad, strange, and insane
But really this man was just wise
For here, my assumptions were stupid, for sure
For life was that man in disguise.