Folk Lyrics

You were once a sweet little girl,
So innocent and pure,
Your eyes were open and sure - anyone could look right in.
And i follwed closely your gaze,
You looked up towards the sky,
But I watched your face drift away - other things caught your eye.

The magazines and media supplied you with their plastic protocol,
And maybe music television really is the devil after all.

But all I can say is I knew you before you were beautiful back then,
Before you grew up,
Before you gave in..

You dream of sharing your heart,
Instead you share your bed,
And your heart beats empty and cold with all the tears that you have shed.
And you dream of bearing your soul,
Instead you bare more skin,
And you wear dark glasses to keep anyone from looking in.

The magazines and media supplied you with their plastic protocol,
Oh and maybe music television really is the devil after all.

But all i can say is i knew you before you were beautiful back then,
Before you grew up,
Before you gave in..

All you want is to hear is the words,
"Dear Baby, I love you,"
So you hike your skirt high and still
'Til their eyes are all on you.
And you drive in fast foreign cars,
The color of your sin,
You tint your windows to keep anyone from looking in.

Oh and all I can say is I knew you before you were beautiful back then,
Before you grew up,
Before you gave in..

And all I can say is I knew you before you were beautiful back then,
You could be beautiful again...