53rd Street Last Virgin - Anna Eriksson

She’s watching the silent days go by

Praying for man and his never ending crime

Dreaming of the winds in the willows

City night’s knocking on her windows

She stays in, stays out of sin

She’s just that way

Praying for the children in need

Acheing in her wounds makes her quiver, makes her bleed

She doesn’t want a life of constant yerning

City lights flashing and wings are burning

Too damn wise to compromise

She’s just that way

53rd street Last Virgin lives for the day she’ll see the light

Lonely Last Virgin knows what it takes to do things right

In her heart, in her head, when she’s laying on her bed

Lonely Last Virgin knows what it takes to do things right

Voices haunting her sometimes

Visions of the end painting shadows in her eyes

She’s a silent word in the story

A halo of light on frozen glory

Not too wise for paradise

She’s on her way

53rd street Last Virgin lives for the day she’ll see the light

Lonely Last Virgin knows what it takes to do things right

In her heart, in her head, when she’s crying on her bed

Only Last Virgin knows how it aches to do things right