On a Shady Corner
Of a Brightly lit street
You Stood there for the first time
A Wealthy patron you hope to meet
I chanced upon you
And you bared More than a Smile
Through your Darkened eyes
The Glow of a sparkle no Longer there
Hey, Isabel, The Favors that you Sell
For them I do not Yearn
Just the warmth of your lovely stare
To Cloak my spirits bare
Isabel
My passion you presumed
At night you committed to consume
Through your white Frock
I could see a body weeping in Defeat
Now my loneliness, it cried out
Not in lost, but in down
For what you've offer, i did my fear
Yet for you my heart they bleed
Hey, Isabel, The Favors that you Sell
For them I do not Yearn
Just the warmth of your lovely stare
To Cloak my spirits bare
Isabel
Hey, Isabel, The Favors that you Sell
For them I do not Yearn
Just the warmth of your lovely stare
To Cloak my spirits bare
Isabel