I stood on ice You broke it for fun Shadows in my window Each time I try to run
And I´m scared because Through telescope you see Millions of pieces of glass in me
Glass and bone are all I see Small blue things are watching me Flesh and bone and blood and sweat Came from you had handmade
When you hold me I am blown I wish that glass could turn to stone 'Cause if it´s hot I melt away And sure I break one clumsy day
I knocked on wood You burned it for fun White clowns in my doorway Each time I try to run
I´m scared because Through telescope you see Millions of pieces of bone in me
Glass and bone are all I see Small blue things are watching me Flesh and bone and blood and sweat Came from you had handmade
When you hold me I am blown I wish that glass could turn to stone 'Cause if it´s hot I melt away And sure I break one clumsy day
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