I found the cure to growing older
Stowed secrets were never meant to be shown
Cause now I'm younger and I can finally see
The cure for the problem that never exsisted-
Yep, that's me, standing at the edge of the crowd
A shy one, a bright one, someone alone
Waiting to be found
Yet terrified to be lost
And fearing herself the most
For what's to gain once you're found?
I said 'a shroud for the Shy One'
I meant it - I'm still Shy
Try and try as you do,
You're slowly breaking me
And for once, I'm letting you
Now I understand what he meant
When he said we shouldn't be together
For it is because of him that I have found you
He had to break me for you to put me together
And I have never been so grateful to be broken...