She sits by the window
Looking at the shapes of clouds
She is so high yet so low
Telling tales that won't be said aloud
But she loves her people
Loves the ugly to be beautiful
And she cries for her people
Cause that's what love does
And she walks through the darkness to see the light
And she loves through her sorrow to make it right
And she dances her chances of being a human
And she can't get it right, still can't get it right
Get it right
Get it right
Get it right
Get it right
And she makes the best of it while she's alive
And she makes it and breaks it and sets it aside
And she dances and rages in front of the world
And she will get it right, if there was a right