Rick Springfield - Beautiful Prize Lyrics
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 payIs finally asleep after his brutal dayHe turns his eyes on his beautiful prizeJohanna watches her door open just a crackAnd a hand that once held her runs down the length of her backHer fallen angel lies down on her bedSo much confusion in her beautiful headJohanna closes her eyesIn a house full of secrets the truth doesnt matterJohanna buries her shame and dreams of redemptionThey just scatter, she grows numb to the painShe cant remember how it was beforeAnd she doesnt know who she is anymoreShes in disguise as his beautiful prizeJohanna watches her life from the outsideAnd she dreams that one day shell fly free from this messShes a hawk trying to soar with a broken wingAnd she doesnt talk anymore about anythingShe just closes her eyesShe just cant stand his anger, she just cant bear his heatShe takes a long hard look at life on the street, yeahIn a house full of secrets the truth doesnt matterAnd any dreams of salvation, they just shatterJohanna watches the world from the outside,And she dreams of the day shell fly free from this messShe doesnt know what shes waiting forCause theres nothing left in this house anymoreAnd in his eyes shes just a beautiful prizeOh, johanna just a beautiful prize...Yeah, johanna...Oh, hanna...
