Folk lyrics

You were once a sweet little girlso innocent and pureYour eyes were open and sureanyone could look right inI followed closely your gazeyou looked up towards the skyBut I watched your face drift awayother things had caught your eyeThe magazines and media supplied you with their plastic protocolAnd maybe music television really is the devil after allBut all I can say is I knew you beforeYou were beautiful back thenbefore you grew up, before you gave inYou dream of sharing your heartInstead you share your bedAnd your heart beats empty and coldWith all the tears that you have shedYou dream of baring your soulInstead you bare more skinAnd you wear dark glasses to keepAnyone from looking inThe magazines and media supplied you with their plastic protocolOh, and maybe music television really is the devil after allBut all I can say is I knew you beforeYou were beautiful back thenBefore you grew up, before you gave inAnd all you want is to hear the words:"Dear baby I love you"
;So you hike your skirt higher still'Till there eyes are all on youYou drive in fast foreign carsThe color or your sinAnd you tint your windows to keepAnyone from looking inOh, and all I can say is I knew you beforeYou were beautiful back thenBefore you grew up, before you gave inAnd all I can say is I knew you beforeYou were beautiful back thenYou could be beautiful again..