It was a blind winter when she headed off,
Written on her head was 'failure to conform'
She had her left hand upon a stick but she'd had
Enough so she threw away her one way home.

She said œI'm just another girl who wants to know
Just where you think it's written down, this way
That we should go.? She said œI'm just another girl
Who wants to know just where you think it's
Written down, this way that we should go¦?

It was a black winter night as she stumbled on
And with every step grew closer to the ground.
She knew her one chance of living on was to strip
Away all the colours that were casting her astray.

She said œI'm just another girl who wants to know
Just where you think it's written down, this way
That we should go.? She said œI'm just another girl
Who wants to know just where you think it's
Written down, this way that we should go¦?

So with a fever of 43 she surrendered there,
Ready for the world to take her as their own,
But as she lay there the people stared as they
carried on, feeling terrified of her stripped to the
Bone¦

She said œI'm just another girl who wants to know
Just where you think it's written down, this way
That we should go.? She said œI'm just another girl
Who wants to know just where you think it's
Written down, this way that we should go¦?