• Through troubled eyes
    The world finds a girl lost in the mist
    Never knowing where to go
    Or who to really trust

    When hope is gone and worlds burn
    One will remain the same
    Away from pain and disappointment
    One ordinary dame


    She found her way out of the mist
    And to see this barren land

    Hammering on the window frame
    Windows full of guilt and shame
    Whispering secrets of the past
    Knowing they will never last

    Screaming fills our bleeding ears
    And of our greatest fears
    Painful as we watch them die
    Painful as we watch them cry

    Through troubled eyes
    The world finds


    Me. . . .