Broken Hearted
-That's how it all started-
A child alone
-Crying at home-
For what she can't be
-Part of his "Prophecy"-
She lost all of her pride
-The night that she cried-
-For him, in the dark-
Alone, she embarks
On a quest of her own,
-Along the path strewn-
Are roses with thorns,
-A child Reborn-
Inside her head
Her broken heart bled
-For him-, he won't know
-Because she can't show-
-Just how she feels-
Her lips are sealed
The story gets old
-As her story unfolds-
Her destiny found
-But her legs are bound-
With ropes and with chains
-With sorrows and pains-
She can't move her lips,
As her body sways and dips
Against her will,
She tries to sit still
And this can't possibly be
-Her Prophecy-