The Holloways Follow

This story's a sad one, the sort that you hear all the time
But this time I'll bore you with details and open your mind
It's the tale of a young girl who once was the talk of the town
The first time I saw her, the skin was so thin on her bones

Her eyes they were lost on that street though she called it her home
So I thought, can I save her, can I get her out harms way?
And she looked at me with those eyes, so what could I say?
So I said what's your name and she said your all the same

So I said don't act so strange, I only asked your name
The stars in the night sky, she'd seen only once in her life
But stars over girls parts on coldcut she sees every night
She said somewhere in my tattooed jungle you will find my mum

But she will disown me, should she ever learn what I've done
And she said what became of my promised fame
All I got was shame and she said we're all to blame

And then her eyes said don't you leave me standing on my own
Can't you see that the street side is my home
I'm held by men at night but still I'm cold
I'm so lonely but you know I'm not alone
I'm not alone, I'm not alone

She had hair like a willow tree, choked at the side of the road

So I asked her if one day she mind joining me in my grave
You know like the big ones you see with the family name

But she said all she'd ever been was a hoar and a slave
And she didn't know if she had any soul left to save
And she said why'd you care, so I said because I did
Ever since I saw you standing there, well, I couldn't help but stare

And then her eyes said, don't you leave me standing on my own
Can't you see that the street side is my home
I'm held by men at night but still I'm cold
I'm so lonely but you know I'm not alone
I'm not alone, I'm not alone

She must of had the most lonely face I've ever known
Yeah, she must of had the most lonely face I've ever known
Well, I tried to hold on but my grip it just was not that strong
I can still see her eyes as she fell and she fell for so long

If ever see her, I hope you succeed where I failed
I cried for the cruelty of kings cross the day she derailed
Oh, somebody please, can you save her and take her away?
You know London will kill her, you can't let the smoke have its way

This story's a sad one, the sort that you hear all the time
But this time I'll bore you with details and open your mind
It's the tale of a young girl who once was the talk of the town