Cindy's sixteen
And her father divorced her mother
When she was young
Her mother works
So the time they share together
Is second next to none
Cindy has friends
But only a few
Who she can really talk to
And they have their own lives
And their own problems
No one seems to have any time
To spare, to care
It's not fair
for Cindy to cry
It's not right
For sweet Cindy to not enjoy life

She Just Wants Love

Cindy's so insecure
She's so unsure
Of everything that she does
But she's used to this
Because basically this is
The way her life always was
Her mother tells her one thing
Her friends tell her another
Her CD singers tell her something
But her sisters and brothers
They tell her another
No one has time
To talk it over
No one can even offer her that much
She's so confused
So confused, so confused

But She Just Wants Love
She Just Wants Love

Cindy, don't cry, cry, cry
Cindy, you'll be just fine