Tearwave Lotus Flower
Behind her porceline smile
There's no joy
Her reflection is foreign
The curtain drops
Time to be what they want her to be
The colorful mask
Shields her from this vanity
My beautiful flower
Is what they say to me
Lotus Flower
Behind her porceline smile
There's no joy
Her reflection is foriegn
They watch this girl
So close her eyes her smile
But they don't see
Her life crumbling around her feet
Living off the will of others
Through their eyes dreams
She is a Lotus Flower
Behind her porceline smile
There's no joy
Her reflection is foreign
Who will need her?
Who will hold her?
Who will love her?
Who will hold her?
Who will need her?
Who will love her?
