I need not to be told of the danger
Of accepting a lift from a stranger
And it goes without saying after
dark
That I’d never walk alone through
the park
That is why it’s so hard to
comprehend
The way I am about to meet my hand
For the man with his hands around my
neck
Did pass each and every single check
I met him tonight in the local pub
We stayed for a few then went to a
club
I was reluctant at first, but he
knew my mate
It was her who had arranged for the
blind date
He was handsome, charming and generous
too
Opened doors, bought the drinks and
give him his due
Nothing was too much trouble, he did
as I asked
So I found myself hoping the date
wasn’t our last
We called it a night shortly after
half past two
He walked me home, said there was a
shortcut he knew
But soon, under moonlight, as my
heart skipped a beat
Something suddenly changed and his
true self I did meet
And now as my life flashes right in
front of my eyes
Being alone wasn’t so bad I now
realise
I should have been happy with the
life that I led
Because anything is better than
winding up dead
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