By Eva Hillered/Dorte Diness
I was a princess, thought I was dancing on solid ground
But the earth started to shiver, found out I was dancing, on a thin line
How hard can it be for you to catch me when I fall
How hard?
How hard can it be ?
I was locked in a glasshouse, thought I was safe there, thought I could hide
But now it ´s my prison and I can ´t find my way out
How hard can it be for you to help me find the key
How hard can it be for you to catch me when I fall
How hard? How hard
You saw the shadow of me, You tasted my bitterness
Now you ´re the only one who can set me free
How hard can it be for you to catch me when I fall…
