Текст песни Rick Springfield - Beautiful Prize
Rick Springfield - Beautiful Prize слова песни
The father giveth, and the father taketh awayJohanna prays in her bedHe drinks his beer to the TV chatterThinks dark thoughts in his headWhen the house that he keeps with his hard won pay Is finally asleep after his brutal dayHe turns his eyes on his beautiful prizeJohanna watches her door open just a crack And a hand that once held her runs down the length of her back Her fallen angel lies down on her bed So much confusion in her beautiful headJohanna closes her eyesIn a house full of secrets the truth doesn`t matterJohanna buries her shame and dreams of redemption They just scatter, she grows numb to the pain She can`t remember how it was before And she doesn`t know who she is anymore She`s in disguise as his Beautiful PrizeJohanna watches her life from the outside And she dreams that one day she`ll fly free from this messShe`s a hawk trying to soar with a broken wing And she doesn`t talk anymore about anything She just closes her eyesShe just can`t stand his anger, she just can`t bear his heatShe takes a long hard look at life on the street, yeah In a house full of secrets the truth doesn`t matter And any dreams of salvation, they just shatterJohanna watches the world from the outside, And she dreams of the day she`ll fly free from this messShe doesn`t know what she`s waiting forCause there`s nothing left in this house anymore And in his eyes she`s just a Beautiful PrizeOh, Johanna just a Beautiful Prize...Yeah, Johanna...Oh, Hanna...