A Poor Girls Love

Why is temptation the only light I see
The butterflies flying about wanted more
I always pray to God but can I ask a question
Is it only the poor who must honor the virgin?

I don’t know how to explain how I love
I learned by my prayers standing next to you
I know someone who noticed my rosary
He has money but is that the only light I see?

You think I don’t love you when I complain
But it would be worse if you weren’t with me
Even a nice home can be very lonely it’s true
I’d rather be with someone who loves like you

A man smiled at me as he drove his car
It was new and he wore nice clothes too
He seemed so far away what could I say
I’m pretty now but forever love is why I pray