Chasing Dangerous Dreams

Laura on the block, hair tied, no frills. Heart colder than

the wind on Chicago hills, says love's a strong word. She don't play

that game. But Vince got her smirk and messing with her brain.

He rolls up, hoodie low, moves like a king. Whisper sweet lies,

she don't trust a thing. But there's a fire in his eyes,

a spark she can't shake. In the middle of the night, she's wide awake.

Not quite love , too strong to say .

But she rides for Vince , every night, every day