You were so beatiful. Like a child so young and full of life. Seems a hundred years ago. You saw everything. So much more tragedy than good. You eaven watched the world blow cold. And eaven when you're world was shaking. Eaven when you're breath was taken. Eaven when you're blue eyes turned to grey. Small town debutants and queens. Every woman has a name. Cocktail waitresses with dreams. Every woman has a name. And every girl who's loves survives. A broken heart to stay alive. You signed you're picture in the frame. Every woman has a name. You had your love affair. Some were perfect but most of them we're pain. Seems a hundred years ago. It took you to the highest hill. Left you standing frozen in the rain. But you still feel the afterglow. And eaven when you're world was shaking. Eaven when you're breath was taken. Eaven when you're blue eyes turned to grey. Housewife's crying on the phone. Every woman has a name. Sacred sisters all alone. Every woman has a name. And eaven on the coldest day. When the kids are gone moved away. It's loneley now there's noone there. To hold you're hand and play. I see it written on the grave. Every woman has a name.