Waiting For a Miracle

She sells her silence to the world
A statue made of blood and bone
Te wooden splinters of her heart
On show

Her eyes are empty as the sky
Her mind a box enclosed in ice
Her fingers grip your hand and now
You know

Black Hair and Big black eyes
Her windows to the void
She lies in waiting for
The miracle
She's praying for

The cage around her holds her pain
Her thoughts are driving her insane
A breath of life is what she's
Searching for

She holds the fragments of her dreams
Afraid of love, or so it seems
Too scared of walking through that
Open door

Black heart and big black eyes
Faces deep inside
She stays in hiding from
The little things
That make it wrong

There's no expression in her eyes
A secret sadness as she sighs
She barely breathes at all
When she's alone

You reach for her she pulls away
Untouchable as yesterday
Violated by the scream
That hides within

Black hair and big black eyes
Know what it is to cry
She keeps on trying to
Stand on her own
Be strong for you

Black hair and big black eyes
Are windows to her soul
She lies in waiting for
The miracle
She's praying for