Broken Doll by Paloma Faith

I have to share something that for me, was one of those moments where something spoke so loudly and unexpectedly to me that it made me tear up.  When I was designing this blog and deciding what to call it, I felt like Broken Doll was a perfect fit.  I called Natasha a broken doll recently when she was laying over the couch in a very haute couture modeling pose.  After I said it, I thought to myself how it fit her in many ways.  So, when I decided to name the blog that, I googled Broken Doll to make sure I wouldn't be stealing anyone elses idea or unknowingly copying something.  When I did, a link to the song Broken Doll by Paloma Faith popped up.  I've never heard of her or the song and went ahead with designing the blog page but later I went back and read the lyrics.  The way they fit Natasha is almost shocking.  She has moments in her life where she comes to me sobbing, saying she feels so bad that she acts the way she does and she never shows me how much she appreciates everything I do for her.  She knows that despite the mess, I love her SO much and will go to the ends of the earth to help her and find a way to make her life easier.  She can't help herself and this song is like listening to her talk to me.  So sweet and sad.

Broken Doll by Paloma Faith

I'm a broken doll,
And you're the puppeteer,
Take control for me
And wipe away my fear.

I don't claim to be perfect -
I know I'm damaged goods,
But I wanna be let out of darkness
Just like every lady would.

Lick my wounds and watch them seal
With a healing heart,
Embrace my sadness, look after me,
'Cause there's no-one else I'd ask.

I'm a broken doll,
And you're the puppeteer,
Take control for me
And wipe away my fear.

Piece me all together,
The broken high and sweet,
You thought my heart was made of wood
But I can hear it beat.

I'm scared of shadows in the night,
When you're not there by my side.
Sick of nightmares in my sleep -
There's no place I can hide.

See the beauty in the blood,
That drips down from my eyes
Hold the parts that were ripped out
That had took me by surprise.

I'm a broken doll,
And you're the puppeteer,
Take control for me
And wipe away my fear.

Piece me all together,
The broken high and sweet,
You thought my heart was made of wood
But I can hear it beat.

Boom, Boom,
There it goes,
Boom, Boom,
To the sound of the grand piano.

I'm dancing in your light,
And I like it.

I'm a broken doll,
And you're the puppeteer,
Take control for me
And wipe away my fear.

I'm a broken doll,
And you're the puppeteer,
Take control for me
And wipe away my fear.

Piece me all together,
The broken high and sweet,
You thought my heart was made of wood
But I can hear it beat.

I'm a broken doll,
And you're the puppeteer,
Take control for me
And wipe away my fear.

Piece me all together,
The broken high and sweet,
You thought my heart was made of wood
But I, I hear it beat.

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/broken_doll_lyrics_paloma_faith.html
All about Paloma Faith: http://www.musictory.com/music/Paloma+Faith