These are my sidewalks They wound around the neighborhood Always led me straight and safely home But now they're uneven 'Cause roots move beneath them And time won't leave well enough alone
And I had been trying to smooth these stones Thought I could make my way alone
I tried the whimsical, gauzy pink dresses That spin in the wind when you twirl But somehow the princess gown Never did fit this girl So I fled the garden for the tower
And I had been hiding behind these stones Thought I'd be well enough alone
Then you came nearer You held the mirror I saw myself there in your eyes
And I had been running Still you pursued I watched you move each heavy stone The thorns around me tore your skin But you kept coming through 'Cause you won't leave well enough alone
I am becoming what I once was The girl in the mirror of your love I am becoming Your love becomes me
