A Woman's Heart

A Woman’s Heart

A woman’s heart is a tender thing
Made to love, it's born to sing
Made of glass, it's built of steel
It's living iron that's born to feel

Strongest piece that’s ever made
Endures the worst and never fade
Selfish motives and careless acts
Are the things that causes cracks

Empty words too often caught
Broken words too often bought
The glass it bends and the iron breaks
Until too late and it’s all she takes

Now as with all broken hearts
Precious few are brand new starts
Trust once given, now's so aloof
She owns a need for living proof