There she goes again, into the blinding light
There she goes, but she doesn't know what she's getting into
There she goes again, into the blinding light
There she goes, but she doesn't know what she's getting into

Well, there she goes again, never knowin' if or when she's comin' home again
Old familiar thoughts come closin' in, the story's moral is as old as sin
She was an attractive nineteen-year-old
She was drawn to her man by the drugs he sold and the stories he told
So slick and so smooth, they would never get old
He was cold, rugged and bold, like the stories of her pops that her mom had told
She had never been a father's daughter to hold
Ain't that cold? Watch it unfold
She used to kick back and get sacks of dope for free
Had her thinkin' that's the way life's supposed to be
She wasn't close to me, but I knew her
I just want to talk to her
I just want to talk to her

All the while she was holdin' a child in her waist below
But she didn't know (she didn't know)
No, she didn't know
I loved her so
All the while I would sit and smile
As she passed me by walking down the road (walking down the road)

There she goes again, into the blinding light
There she goes, but she doesn't know what she's getting into
There she goes again, into the blinding light
There she goes, but she doesn't know what she's getting into

There she goes again, into the blinding light
There she goes, but she doesn't know what she's getting into
There she goes again, into the blinding light
There she goes, but she doesn't know what she's getting into
She doesn't know what she's getting into