Her name is mystery, her eyes are dark,
Her coat is long, her destiny unknown,
Her sorrow runs deep, her fears hidden,
This girl is a hero, yet no one can tell.

Her arms are inviting, her lips are sealed,
Her chest is warm, her legs are strong,
Her journey long, her path not clear,
This girl is a woman, slowly finding herself.

Who knows her struggle, no one sees her tears.
Who notices when her clouds turn the shade of grey?
Who picks up the pieces of her heart?
Who paves her way and clears the dirt?
No one can, no one sees her struggle because
This woman is strong; she can keep it all in.

Now her name is joy, her name is strength,
Now her skirt is shorter, her eyes shine bright,
Now her sorrow is gone, her future looks bright,
This girl is a hero, she’s done it again.