Girl

A girl is the word that she hasnt heard The truth is tiptoeing the edge of her skirt The traffics a blur, the streets a river Shes bigger and braver than she is clever See its her, its her See its her, its her A mind so complex Its breaking her neck She thinks shes a car Driving to its own wreck Too wild and cool, vulnerable To think one could change her Thats where Im a fool Wont you see? its her, its her See its her, its her A girl is a verb a whirl of color In doing shes being She never thought she was thinking Anything you could See its her, its her See its her, its her A girl is the word A girl is a verb A girl is the world