Like window in the house on the hill so moves the status

She spends all her days willing them to grow in wisdom

Each time she reaches for the handle fears hold her tight

For she has been told of the men who live on the outside

All seek her body care not for her mind and all hurt her
Voices sing in the hallway baby cries in outside her door

She trapped in the realm of never more to be a blue blood
Her social graces developed in state with a waiting queen
House is sold with every thing inside and she is moved
Fear and shame await this lady to be and her heart open
Starving and hungry of the street daddy tide turned down
Many the fine in waiting to take her but she turns all around

All seek her body care not for her mind and all hurt her
Voices sing in the hallway baby cries in outside her door

She trapped in the realm of never more to be a blue blood
Her social graces developed in state with a waiting queen
Daddy seeks a pleasant life style offers her to an old man
Cold is this dirty old creature of heart and of hand she bait
Everyday a pain song of every night like a wake love lost
She is the dove on the verge of love but not on her wedding

All seek her body care not for her mind and all hurt her
Voices sing in the hallway baby cries in outside her door

She trapped in the realm of never more to be a blue blood
Her social graces developed in state with a waiting queen
From the day in the holding forward steps the queen
She takes her pleasure from the demons seen and unseen
Leads her to the castle upon a new hill pleasant the message
Between the two of them the old man desire they kill

All seek her body care not for her mind and all hurt her
Voices sing in the hallway baby cries in outside her door

She trapped in the realm of never more to be a blue blood
Her social graces developed in state with a waiting queen
The queen’s son a noble man visits her room with longing
With words sweeter than any she has ever heard takes her
Passion boils over into the world of retrieve she gives willing
Lies and scheming results in the answers she seeks a lover

All seek her body care not for her mind and all hurt her
Voices sing in the hallway baby cries in outside her door

She willing trapped in the realm of never more to be a blue blood
Her perfection of social graces developed in state with a waiting queen
Last of the midnight suitors now grace her bed the queen is in furor
The elderly king turned  demands her head all is the bloodline spilled
Son infatuate takes her to places she never seen and in the end a pain
Walk a shadow in the hills for forever live in this new house on the hill

Old and wrinkled no one wants her she once was just a thrill