3.02.2004

Breadcrumbs

I can't find my heart, I think it got buried
In the debris of my innocence, the garbage heap of missing things

Somewhere in the paper streamers, barbie doll heads, glitter glue
I left behind a breadcrumb trail that I can't find my way back to

I've played juliet, rapunzel and cinderella, the damsel in distress makes good when she gets her fella
This is the happy ending that all little girls believe in- beauty and a rescue and a man who won't be leaving

I can't find my heart, I'm afraid there's none to find
I served it up in parts to men who claimed they loved my mind

Flies buzz above the paper streamers, barbie doll heads, glitter glue
I think they ate the breadcrumb trail, there's nothing I can do
but stay here, lost