I wrote a song, a journal Gave it to the world Told the story Of when I was just a girl
I sought understanding Clarity in truth By baring all the wounds Inflicted on my youth
You criticized my choice To stand up to my past To give the pain a voice So that it too could pass
But I felt brave And filled with pride as I let go Of bitterness that wouldn't leave or let me grow
And I will spend a lifetime Trying to understand Why someone sharing my bloodline Would not lend me their hand
Am I supposed to apologize? Am I supposed to apologize?
I loved her more than myself But she made me choose Between her and my father And so I refused
I fled her house and wrath Eleven years of age Followed the crooked path That led me to a stage
The curtains opened up My heart followed the lead The music wouldn't stop And I could finally breathe
But I will spend a lifetime Trying to understand Why someone sharing my bloodline Would not lend me their hand
Am I supposed to apologize? Am I supposed to apologize?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
