f you were the woman that you wanted to be You'd be knee-deep in dirt combing layers of earth You'd be digging down through the centuries Making stories out of broken pottery But you settled down and married young Now you're looking in the mirror at the woman you've become
What do you do with someone else's dream? Someone's else's life? Someone's heart? Back in someone else's dream
If you were the woman that you wanted to be You'd be skidding out the lane before the screen door hits the frame You're be steering straight to lands you never knew Buried temples and gods shaking off your façade But what kind of woman breaks a decent home And how do you know if you can make it on your own
What do you do with someone else's dream? Someone's else's life? Someone's heart? What can you say when you are caught between Who you are And who you thought you'd be
Why do you shove Pieces of yourself under the rug
What do you do with someone else's dream? Someone's else's life? Someone's heart? What can you say when you are caught between Who you are And who you thought you'd be Back in someone else's dream Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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