She walks by moonlight. No one really knows. Enchanted starlight. Never goin' home. . I know she's goin' down, goin'. Everybody knows she's so good. .
She. She came from the land of the cotton. Land that was nearly forgotten by everyone. And she. She worked and she slaved so hard. A big old field was her back yard in the delta sun.
She walks out with empty arms, machine gun in her hand. She is good and she is bad, no one understands. She walked in and silence never spoke a word. She's got a rich daddy she's her daddy's girl.
she is my inspiration. she is my destination. and i want her, to hold my heart in her hands. and she is the one, that holds my life in her heart. right from the start.