oh her tears looking to blame i see them run down a window pane and she sits surrounded by the thorns that she has sewn and she adrift but there will come a day she won t conform to all their ways but now she lies alone in a mess she s made her own if we re dark by nature taught to nurture a hope is on my heart well that one day you will see that you have to choose and all this time i d wait for you those empty words you promised to i see that you have used your times to prove that we re all just throwing stones oh well she s come so very far reminded by those blood stains on her arms these marks to let her hone and to let her know just how much she s grown but i know who she can be the beauty and the power for all to see just a queen without a throne there s nowhere no one to call her home cause if we re dark by nature taught to nurture a hope is on my heart well that one day you will see that you have to choose and all this time i d wait for you those empty words you promised to i see that you have used your times to prove that we re all just throwing stones  and we re all throwing stones and we re all throwing stones i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older well i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older and i m finally getting older we ll make mistakes we re taught to take the veil is lifted to reveal the fake and on a journey as we learn to be the innocent may throw the first she prays to god that she seen the worst she begs and pleads a cure for all to see that there ll be no more throwing stones there s no more throwing stones there s no more throwing stones