She walks to school with a lunch she packed 

Nobody knows what she's holding back; 

Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday, 

She hides the bruises with the linen and lace; 

oh 



The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask, 

It's hard to see the pain behind the mask; 

Bearing the burdon of a secret storm, 

Sometimes she wishes she was never born; 



Through the wind and the rain, 

She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above; 

But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved. 



Concrete Angel 



Somebody cries in the middle of the night, 

The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights; 

A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate, 

When morning comes it will be too late. 



Through the wind and the rain, 

She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above; 

But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved. 



Concrete Angel 



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. 



Through the wind and the rain, 

She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above; 

But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved. 



Concrete Angel 





						     



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