Caterpillar

​There's a girl sitting in her apartment weeping
All the hurt in her heart is deepening
No one to turn to,
No one to turn to.
 
She feels lost in the world
Searching for her long-lost love.
It may seem like she has the good life,
Sitting in her New York apartment;
All the money in the world.
 
All she wants to do is fit in,
All she wants to do is to be liked,
For who she really is.
No one understands what she wants,
All she wants to do is be free.
 
She's like a caterpillar in the trees
Waiting to spread her wings and fly out high into the sky.
Sitting in that cocoon waiting to transform
Into the most beautiful thing in the world.
 
Her wings glistening in the sun,
Feeling like she could do anything.
Turn into a butterfly and soar out high.
Leave that old life behind.
She's waiting for her chance to escape into the world of freedom.
Locked behind those gates for so long,
Finally thinking she can do it.
Break those gates open and smell the roses
As they turn up to the sun and shine.
 
She's like a caterpillar in the trees
Waiting to spread her wings and fly out high into the sky.
Sitting in that cocoon waiting to transform
Into the most beautiful thing in the world.