I saw those red lights
With childhood eyes
And through your window
You cracked a smile
You hid your breasts with
Strategic hands
And with those lips you whispered
Come back when you're a man
In this world
All boxed and preconceived
I don't think you know what woman means to me
Screaming voices
Pointing blades
Threats of violence
Near every day
Maternal instinct
Just wasn't your game
And to your son you bawled out
Your father was just the same
In this world
All boxed and preconceived
I don't think you know what woman means to me
Fleeting romance
Erotic bliss
The joy of courting
For that first kiss
A broken heart
In caring hands
And those lips that whisper
I'll fix it as well as I can
In this world
All boxed and preconceived
I don't think you know what woman means to me
