Mother stares at the empty bed
Still haunted by the words her daughter said
"i'm leaving, 'cause nobody understands
The anger that's inside of me, sometimes it's
More than i can comprehend."
Her father drives down the boulevard
He shows her picture to the corner crowd
"has anyone seen my little girl,
We only want her to come home
We only want to tell her how we feel."
Now, now that she's run away
Her house is cold and dark
Her parents hardly talk
She's in a city far away
She says she'll never go home
But tonight she'll cry herself to sleep
She sleeps in the streets,
She sleeps in the doorways,
She sleeps with men she doesn't know
Every once in a while she thinks about home
Maybe she'll call tomorrow
Maybe she'll never call