vanessa's father, who to be alone, works 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 bodies he had signed his name, so I left that place, with a look upon my face. When I was fifteen, he had a charm, the way he smiled at me, and the way that he'd gently my arm. and somehow we always be alone, it was time to take me home and so we'd speed through the countryside, in his we'd ride. Vanessa's father was me home at night, and I never a word, oh but somehow we just got here, her father, was driving me 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, whom I am going there to see, I'd smoke a cigarette, I so secretly, but the door it gently opened and he stood smiling down at me. Then he pushed me against the wall, I looked up cos hes so tall and then he into my eyes, and me so hard, I cried. Vanassa's father, was sleeping me at night, and I never said a word, oh but somehow we got here, her father, was with me at night, when I think back to then, I would count the days till I go there again, oh no oh no, oh no. The shaft of would fall against my skin, that would sensual to him but I am too young to use these qualitiess, you bitch, I be evil I must be tainted, he breathed against the girl hes a thousand times I gave up, and put out to him. now this is time, look back on history, oh and it seems so clear, everything has planned out for me, my husband smiles at me, love for me to see, I regret my past, cos, father is married to me.