Sleeping on sofas, sleeping on floors Friends are her family Her mother abroad
Little miss nobody, pin-ball girl Says why are you being so nice to me It's our job says the nurse As she stitches her hand Everyone is somebody
You folks are amazing You really care Best phone the hostel Tonight I'll go there
So vulnerable Naive, street-wise in equal measure If you had a family You would be their treasure
This is why my wife ( a nurse ) was late home from work a few nights ago. A lovely looking 16 year old girl, whose mother was living in Spain had cut her hand. She had nowhere to live, carried all her possessions in 3Β Β plastic bags, and when she injured herself climbing over railings, her 'friends' left and a passer-by took her to the Accident and Emergency department.