Guilty Innocence

Long ago I sold my guilty innocence for a dollar that I spent

I later lost the love I’d bought; forgot to whom it had been lent

And although I’ve cried a thousand tears for the forgotten and the lost

I’ll never shed a single one, for what so long ago it cost

See, I’d gladly sell my innocence again, for that dollar that so quickly came and went

But if I had that dollar now I would not waste a cent

I’d buy a hope, a wish, a memory, a smile, and a sin

I’d buy a bit of happiness, and let love grow from within.