vanessa's father, who to be alone, creating of art, which he'd in a cottage made of stone. one day I inside, and I was unaware, of what I was to find, the pictures they opened up my mind. I saw of young lovers intertwined, and on their bodies he had his name, so I left that place, with a different look my face. When I was fifteen, he had a charm, the way he smiled at me, and the way that gently touch my arm. and somehow we always be alone, when it was time to take me home and so speed through the countryside, in his convertible ride. Vanessa's father was driving me at night, and I never a word, oh but somehow we just got here, her father, was me home at night, I think back to then, I would count the days till I could see him again, oh no, oh no, oh no. another weekend, thoughts inside of me, is it Vanassa, I am really going there to see, I'd smoke a cigarette, I so secretly, but the door it gently opened and he stood there smiling at me. he pushed me backwards against the wall, I looked up cos hes so tall and then he stared my eyes, and me so hard, I cried. Vanassa's father, was with me at night, and I said a word, oh but somehow we just got here, her father, was sleeping me at night, when I think back to then, I would count the till I could go there again, oh no oh no, oh no. The shaft of light would fall my skin, that would sensual to him but I am too young to use these qualitiess, you bitch, I must be I must be tainted, he breathed against the girl hes painted a thousand times I up, and put out to him. now this is present time, back on history, oh and it seems so clear, has been planned out for me, my husband smiles at me, love for me to see, I regret my past, cos, father is married to me.