She pokes at your side, but never lets you subside
Some Caring for Karen
I once stood alone, without a soul near to me.
Then came a soft song, a whisper to the fear in me.
A sweet sultry voice, it left me no choice.
I now have a friend, who is so dear to me.
No longer alone, with only one thought her face does appear to me.
She calls out my best, puts my protests at rest.
I have no more anguish, no pain, and no distain left inside of me.
I once stood alone, but now she is near to me.