Queen of the Night

She gets up Full of hope Says her prayers Takes a shower with soap And I don't know Where she will go Eats her meal On the kitchen floor Feeds the fish And unlocks the door And I don't know Where she will go In the hall she thinks what really counts Spends the night on streets that sound too loud, sound too loud Writes a message to an old good friend With a soul to lend, a soul to lend She gets back Not alone In the room The red light is on And I don't know Where she belongs Queen of the night Slave of the day Don't you think The price is too much to pay And you don't know Where it will end In the hall she thinks what really counts Spends the night on streets that sound too loud, sound too loud Writes a message to an old good friend With a soul to lend, a soul to lend She forgot how it all began She believed it was mindless fun Now that it's all gone too far All she wants is to go home Be alone In the hall she thinks what really counts Spends the night on streets that sound too loud, sound too loud Writes a message to an old good friend With a soul to lend, a soul to lend