Lara was born with a innocent heart
chastity, virtue and simple grace
but she gave it away
to a thief. in a car. for a promise
Her poet's mind continued to grow
passion, ambition and a muse's eye
but she gave it away
to a pipe. in an alley. for a rush
Grasping on to her Pollyanna soul
her faith in the goodness of man
but she gave it away
to a trick. in a dive. for a fix
They couldn't take her wayfaring spirit
freedom, gypsy wanderlust
but she gave it away
to a judge. in a cell. for a year
Nothing left now but tomorrow
hopes, dreams, desires
but she gave it away
to a razor. in a tub. for ever
