They said in her younger days   Her beauty was enough to drive men wild   But the hunger in her body then   Was not the hunger of some lonely child      Like a butterfly in springtime   Searching every field for loving's sweetest rose   The embrace of many strangers   Still could not release her from the hold      In the back streets and the bedrooms   All she's found is disappointments, bitterly   While the love that she's too often found   Was not enough to satisfy her needs      She's older than the years she holds   And aging fast with each day passing by   On a downhill run to nowhere   'Cause the hunger never can be satisfied      The reflection in her mirror's not the image   She remembers in her mind   Her beauty has been eaten by the hunger   And the acid winds of time      She has danced the tune her demons played   And payed the piper dearly for his song   Empty now of all her pride but still inside   Her hunger's just as strong      They said in her younger days   Her beauty was enough to drive men wild   But the hunger in her body then   Was not the hunger of some lonely child      Like a butterfly in springtime   Searching every field for loving's sweetest rose