Women On The Street

I have a fascination For women who walk the street I wonder why they’ve chosen To look for men to meet For just a fleeting moment As they peddle their worn-out wares They try to make the world believe That they have no heartfelt cares They take a chance on meeting A man that’s full of sin But strangely they keep doing it Are they hoping they’ll find ‘him’? Are they praying as they pocket The money that they make That they’ll find a guy to love them A man who won’t just take? So when we say our nighttime prayers Let’s say one just for them These women who walk the street For their lives to truly begin!