Ever since she was a young girl
She had dreams, Big dreams...

Look at life through the eyes of the struggle
Giving in to the lies of the hustle...

The smile, the kiss, the sell of a woman
The trial, the mist, the smell of a woman...

Paint me a picture
of red,white, and blue...

Free as the wind
Depending solely on me...

One glad morning we looked for you and you were...
But the dance goes on, and the song plays on...

Free as the wind
Depending solely on me...

Paint me a picture
of red,white, and blue...

The smile, the kiss, the sell of a woman
The trial, the mist, the smell of a woman...

Look at life through the eyes of the struggle
Giving in to the lies of the hustle...