She wakes up in the morning
And goes to her closet...
Go to sleep, and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies...
The baby now four, the mother eighteen
Up till now it has seemed all a dream...
Unhappily Ever After
This cold frost-bitten heart was warm long ago...
Standing in the bathroom
In front of her mirror...
On One December Morning
Before she drove herself to school...
The Tears Of A Mother
The pain in her heart remains in her eye...
I stare at my reflection
In the broken mirror...
I once drew a perfect picture
That matched my lovely heart...
Walking around with a great big smile
This girl with such a "great" lifestyle...
Across the room they seem to see
A smiling girl who looks like me...
I want to win the love
You once gave me so freely...