In the Shelter - Live

In the shelter
 In the mornin' as the sun was brightly gleaming
 I heard her crying out, "What is it all about?
 I just don't know, but I can't go back home."
 Lonely princess
 All the days out on your own are growing empty
 Nothing is going well
 If you could only tell them how you feel
 They're too real to understand
 Too many trite expressions
 Ending in forced rejections long ago
 Too many innocent faces
 Too many far out places something's wrong
 Let me tell you that something's wrong
 It's been that way so long, and it's a shame
 On the street car
 To the city where she knows that she might lose it all
 Riding for just a dime, takin' her own sweet time
 And knowing well this could be her final fall
 Past the boutique
 Down the alley to the river, people pass her by
 Sits on the big gray rocks, takes off her boots and socks
 And knowing what she will do next just starts to cry
 Too many small suggestions
 Endin' in angry questions from her dad
 Too many T.V. dinners
 And everyone loves a winner, but she was lost
 No one knows the trials she had
 In the shelter
 In the mornin' as the sun was brightly gleaming
 I heard her crying out, "What is it all about?
 I just don't know, but I can't go back home."
 Lord, I just don't know, but I can't go back home.