I have a man who wants me but doesn't love me,
a man who loves me but doesn't want me,
a man who doesn't know what he wants,
friends who are good for coffee,
friends who are good for forever,
a nuclear family who's good for life.
Whatever will be will be, and I've got dancing feet to take me in my own direction, a heart to discover my own love, a voice to make my own kind of music, a village to raise me, and a village to raise.
How sweetly lovely it is to breathe this air and have these thoughts and speak these words; how divine, to feel such gratitude.