Walking down the street, fog gets in her eyes, the night is dark and cold, she doesn't know where to go, she doesn't know what to do,and there's not a car insight, She prays to find, somewhere she can stay, someplace warm, someplace she'll feel safe, somewhere she can feel happy, oh poor girl of the night, The fog is now getting more intense, and this girl of the night is getting frightened, it's now three a.m in the morning, and she's still walking by herself, there's a car behind her with two strange men calling her, oh poor girl of the night, why don't you stop and rest for a while, she prays to find: somewhere she can stay, somewhere warm, someplace she'll feel safe, somewhere she can feel happy, Oh poor girl of the night, The fog is now getting more intense, and this girl of the night is getting very scared, it's now three a.m in the morning and shes still walking by herself, and the two starnge men are still calling her, oh poor girl of the night, why don't you stop and rest for a while, she prays to find: she prays to find: somewhere she can stay, somewhere warm, someplace she'll feel safe, somewhere she can feel happy, oh poor girl of the night now she gets to a place where it brings up memories of things that had gone of in the past, she bends down and cries and says "why oh why" as people start to appear and stroll around her she can't believe things happend so fast.......... tears start to fall down her face how, where and why where her only question, the fog has now gone, and the morning has now come, the sun is starting to appear this girl of the night cannot be seen so she finds somewhere to hide, somewhere she can spend the day in, somewhere to think of the things that had happend so fast, for in the night she will appear yet again, oh this poor girl of the night.