She walks to school with the lunch she packed,
no body knows, what she holding back,
wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,
she hides the bruises with the linen and lace.

The teacher wonders but she dosnt ask,
its hard to see the pain behind the mask,
bearing the burden of a secret storm,
sometimes she wishes she was never born.

(Chorus)
Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone,
in a world that she cant rise above.

But her dreams give her wings,
and she flies to a place,
where shes loved

Concrete angel


somebody cries in the middle of the night,
the neighbours hear but they turn out the lights,
a fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,
when morning comes it will be too late.

(chorus)

a statue stands in a shaded place,
an angel girl with an upturned face,
her name is written on a polished rock,
a broken heart that the world forgot