Behind her porceline smile nthere's no joy nher reflection is foreign nnThe curtain drops ntime to be what they want her to be nthe colorful mask nshields her from this vanity nnMy beautiful flower nIs what they say to me nLotus Flower nnBehind her porceline smile nThere's no joy nHer reflection is foriegn nnThey watch this girl nSo close her eyes her smile nbut they don't see nher life crumbling around her feet nnLiving off the will of others nthrough their eyes dreams nShe is a Lotus Flower nnBehind her porceline smile nthere's no joy nher reflection is foreign nnWho will need her? nWho will hold her? nWho will love her?nnWho will hold her? nWho will need her? nWho will love her?