She Is

She saw the world as a limitless canvas
Stretching as far as the eye could see
I know, because she's painted over me a thousand times.

She saw the beauty in everything
Every person saw potential in her
She is the artist's angel

And she is just waiting for her wings

She was pressured past her limits
Always striving to please everyone
She's been broken and remade over a thousand times

And although her bones should be dust
She pushes on through the ivy and thorns
She is the artist's angel

And she is just waiting for her wings

Well here I am
Waiting for a chance
Whoa, you are so damn important
Here I stand
On two broken feet under two broken legs
You are so damn important
Whoa, you are so damn important

And though her bones have turned to dust
She saw the beauty in everything
She pushed through the ivy and thorns
And everyone saw the potential in her
She is the artist's angel
And I am the artist

Whoa, you are so damn important