Oh frozen-hearted girl
Why did you build your walls so high?
Why do you make them reach so far up,
Their fingers in the sky?
Who was it that hurt you
So long ago my child?
Who turned your heart to brick and stone
And froze your inner wild?
Who filled you up with vines,
So prickly, sharp, and mean?
Who carved out these trench walls,
Filled it with sharks in between?
Was it you who built this up,
These walls of dirt and stone?
Was it you who formed the trenches,
So that you would never be known?
Did you realize, dear, that you locked out
All the things both bad and good?
Do you know what you are missing,
What you could have, what you should?
Let it go, I say, out of this place
Let it pour out of your skin
You no longer have to worry
Your feelings aren’t sin
You can open up your windows
Open doors to let us in
I’ll tell you yet again, again
Your feelings aren’t sin
Trim back the vines and trenches
Let your garden through the doors
We’ll find a way, I promise you,
To make this new world yours
Why did you build your walls so high,
My frozen-hearted child?
Open up the gates to heart and soul
And we can thaw your inner wild.