The lips that kissed a good few strangers,
The heart that torn the hearts of a good few women,
Are the same lips kissing me now,
The same heart which shall soon torn mine.
I am a child, a little girl in your arms, ready to accept the breaking of her small heart.
I am a child, a little girl living a woman's world.
I am a child, just a little girl, ready to suffer and taste pain to last a lifetime.