There was a young girl who lived in a glass house.
Alone she was, fright ruled over all emotions.
Her walls were forced open twice,
Many walls shattered int a million pieces.
She locks her doors and hides herself again,
Locl the doors, she has her sanity to mantain.

The glass house was no more,
For around the glass, there was now a strong stone wall.
Her glass house was now a fortress,
She would do anything, you see, to end the pain upon her cehst,
Anything at all to make the pain subside.

She dies away on a corner of her fortress,
Knees pressed to her chest, rocking back and forth as she cries.
As solitude begins to fill her now with dispeair,
For the first time she opses her doors to let in the fresh air.
But past the door there are smore than she bargained for,
A prince charming in blue she had never seen before.

Without notice, the young girl fell in love,
The ground bellow her shattered and moved.
She let him in, there was no harm after all-
She felt that to this man she could give her broken soul.
But she was blinded by love you see, overtaken by the desire of companionship-
In her mind this is what she needed, this rocky relationship.
She gave everything to him,
She didn't know chances of this to work were slim,
You see, never did he once give anything in return,
He just broke the glass walls from inside of her home.

She hid away once more, convinced that there was no one she could trust.
There was only one thing she knew for sure, to protect the glass walls was a must.
the doors were locked, alone she was again,
Stone and now steel, along with the glass, now sepperated her from the world.

This happened time and time again, you see
This girl really din't like the constant solitude.
Time passed however, and the young girl became a repressed woman.
Many men came to destroy her glass interior, but at the end she only saw one man.
One man that, after all she'd seen, seemed different than the rest.
She locked her doors, she hid away, fears upon her cast.
But he was different, different than all the ones before.
He waltezed inside the volted glass house, tears filled her more and more.
He didn't give up, he won her over with his charm,
she trusted him,
She loved him.

The young girl fully a woman, she finally found the one she could let in.
Her glass house is safe,
solitude now long gone.