I Am She
It Is She
Worry, why do I worry?
Nothing seems to change.
At least not yet.
I am crazy anyway.
Everybody says the same.
Everybody agrees! Strange....
the way they all agree on that.
I just wish they weren't so sure
But it isn't real to me just yet.
But, they should all agree,
I should be the leader...
Because I am:
"She who should be listened to."
There are times when my life
seems so low, so very low.
There is no easy way.
I have got to let go!
Living seems to get
harder each day
Then there comes the day
Everything seems to go my way.
The red bird sings
In the old apple tree.
And the breeze begins to blow..
The grass waves a yellow wave
The tumbleweed is calling me,
As the wind tosses it to and fro.
Nature delivers it right to my doorstep.
My mind steps in to sort it all out
Then it tells me.. what you're thinking!
Sitting there laughing at me
At first I don't care
Just go ahead and stare
Don't think I don't know
what you are thinkng
You should be able to give
Your heart without thinking
I know your thoughts
To give me your heart
You don't need a reason
Close your eyes,
Give me your hand.
Give me your heart.
Foolish heart,
I been in love before.
Heed my warning:
I've been wrong before.
Am I worth keeping?
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