PAPPER LOVE

She was 19 and alone No place to call her own

Two packed bags was all she called home

Her innocence taken from her long ago

All she is left with is a head full of dreams

She became an adult before she became a teen  

Now she is chasing after Paper Love

For thirty minutes maybe more

Just knock on the door  

She has her own room

She controls the mood

She will make the move

Nothing you need to do  

Just leave that Paper Love on the stand

She will make sure you feel like a man

Just take her hand  

She doesn't know any other way of life

Wrong or right she makes her own price It can be a donation if you like  

She is chasing Paper Love

No time for anything emotional

Or anything personal

Love has no choice Love has no voice

Its something with a price, just makes some feel alright

Can't put it behind just want to continue living the lie  

Just chasing Paper Love

If there is more to this world, she would want some

Never given a chance for something different  

Believing this is all she could be  

©Copyright 2016 Thomas Dooley