Roxanne,
You don't have to put on that red light.
Walk the streets for money,
You don't care if it's wrong or if it is right.
Roxanne,
You don't have to wear that dress tonight.
Roxanne,
You don't have to sell your body to the night.
His eyes upon your face.
His hand upon your hand.
His lips caress your skin.
It's more than I can stand.
(Roxanne interwoven)
Why does my heart cry,
Feelings I can't fight,
Your free to leave
but just don't decieve me
and please believe me when I say
I love you.
(Repeat)