My
heart is a landscape painted by life,
I've touched magic, known shadows of rainbow light
I've been washed by love's tender hands and broken and
battered
by her secret plans
Heart of glass, heart of glass, will you be there when she
calls?
Heart of glass, heart of glass, will you catch her when she
falls?
Heart of glass, heart of glass, will you hear her when she
calls?
and if you do will you be there to put her together again
My heart is a long road travelling the night
My heart is a storm, great thunder and moving light
I’ve been washed by love's tender hands and broken and
battered
by her secret plans
Heart of glass, heart of glass, will you be there when she
calls?
Heart of glass, heart of glass, catch her when she falls
–heart of glass, heart of glass will you hear her when she
calls?
and if you do will you be there to put her together again
Heart
of glass, heart of glass, will you be there when she falls?
Heart of glass, heart of glass, catch her when she falls -
and if you do will you be there to put her together again
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