In the shelter
In the morning as the sun was brightly gleaming
I heard her crying out, "What is it all about?
I just don't know, I can't go back home"

Lonely princess, all the days out on your own
Are growing empty
Nothin' is goin' well
If you could only tell them how you feel
They're too real to understand

Too many small suggestions
Ending in forced repressions long ago
Too many innocent faces
In too many far out places, something's wrong
Let me tell you that something's wrong
It's been that way so long, and it's a shame

On the street car
To the city were she knows that she may lose it all
Riding for just a dime, takin' her own sweet time
And knowing well this could be her final fall
Past the boutique, to the alley down the river
People pass her by
She sits on the big gray rocks, takes off her boots and socks
Not knowing what she will do next
Just starts to cry

To many wild rejections
Ending in angry questions from her dad
To many TV dinners
Ah, everyone loves a winner
But she has lost
No ones knows the trials she had

In the shelter
In the morning as the sun was brightly gleaming
I heard her crying out, "What is it all about?
I just don't know, but I can't go back home
Hell, I just don't know, but I can't go back home"