Don’t look for me now, I’m safe where I am Happy and listed under another name And he is good to me and she is gorgeous And they love me and I adore them
If this were a book it would start with the line “I once knew a man, I was his and he was mine” So predictable, so confused I’m at a loss for words to explain my mood
I stitch this poem to the bottom of my dress One that touches me directly on my legs Yeah, I work that poem up until it sits over my heart And I hold it tight and dream
La, la, la…
If this were a book it would start with the line “I once knew a man, I was his and he was mine” So predictable, so confused I’m at a loss for words to explain my mood
I stitch this poem to the bottom of my dress One that touches me directly on my legs And dream
Baby, won’t you help me be my best Help me find a way back to our nest And dream