1983,   She had turned 15,   She ran away from home to see the dream      On her second night,   She met a man who had nothing to hide,   But turned her around to work the streets at night      Introspected, infected,   Self-conscious and projected,   No tomorrow, no today,   Can there be a better way?      She's been assaulted twice,   Once by a stranger and once by the Vice,   She's probably lucky that she's still alive      She's got a girlfriend,   Who got her hooked on heroin,   She quits every week but then makes the same mistake again      I saw her just last week,   Down on 6th and Market Street,   It was something that I did not want to see      She's one step away,   From ending up this way,   If it's good enough for you it's good enough for me      Introspected, infected,   Self-conscious and projected,   No tomorrow, no today,   Can there be a better way?