Story Behind The Song

After coming back from the east I realized how little a woman's life can often mean in that part of the world. For all its beauty and friendliness there still remains an undercurrent of disrepect for women.

Song Description

The meaninglessness of a heartbreaking existence, as a young woman is forced to endure the trials and possible life-threatening effects of a dangerous trade. All this simply to send home some money.

Lyrics

You're a lady of the night
Stretched into the early hours
Holding hands and telling stories
But come the break of day they'll all be gone
Come the rising sun they'll all be done

Paint your face to hide the tears
Hold your head above the sorrow
Don't you let them know you're crying
'Cause to them your name lies lost inside the gutter
And the last thing on their mind is how your suffer

Close the door, make sure it's locked
Pretend to love him while you watch the hours disappear
Hope to make it through the night
I pray to God he treats you right

This world ain't fair
It just ain't fair