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She says

let me tell you

the course of love

Does not run smooth,

And what can I do

When I know whatever happens

Somebody will lose.

Can I deny my child a father?

Can I let these winds pull me down

Til I become another

Bitter old mother hen,

What can I do

With all the disrespect I get from you?

Should I quit my job,

Stop wearing make up

Cry out in lonliness in the hope that

Another sailer will somehow wash up on shore

And even then I'd have to tell

Of the fool you've taken me for.

Sitting and hoping for change

Never changed anything for anyone

And I know this, I don't need no

Gypsy traveller to examine my palm-

My fate is sealed

 And I can't tell you how it feels.

I lay awake at night and wish

I could just turn off like you do

But I can't and so I deal -

I split my mind into two minds

One for myself

and one for my child

And I live another day without any lies

So tell me who's the weak one?

Because all my successes are mine.