Curious Child - Prince

In a room full of harlots and fantasy

Destiny beckoned us there

Curious child on the balcony

We took the dare

Careless I was to caress thee

Yet never regretting the time

The joy that we shared, it was meant to be

And not a crime

No, it’s not a crime

If memory serves us, we will align

To the truth that we most often share

Curious child, you are on my mind

Do you care?