she walks to school with the 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 and lace oooohhhh...

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 somtimes she wishes she was never born

Chorus: through the wind and the rain she stands high 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 love, concrete angel...

somebody cries in the middle of the night the neughbors here but they turn out the light

a fragile soul caught in the hands of fate

when morning comes it will be too late...

chorus

her 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...

chorus