I am my fathers daughter
My mothers heartache
My sisters companion
My lovers guide
I am a woman
Watch me
With those graceful eyes
Tugging at the strings of my heart
The masters puppet
A puppeteering master
Now Im the artist
And your my painting
Yet somewhere amongst the shores
Rests, The forgotten stone
wearing a thousand faces
Tearing up the sky
They call it the shooting star
Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 3:27 AM UTC
I am my fathers daughter
My mothers heartache
My sisters companion
My lovers guide
I am a woman
Watch me
With those graceful eyes
Tugging at the strings of my heart
The masters puppet
A puppeteering master
Now Im the artist
And your my painting
Yet somewhere amongst the shores
Rests, The forgotten stone
wearing a thousand faces
Tearing up the sky
They call it the shooting star
