Not the One

I am the woman who loved a precious man
I still remember how we used to smile
then the days went by
and he drifted miles apart
It’s hard to understand
why I stood there by his side

And I’m tired of being
the one who runs behind a shadow
I’m tired of being
the one hiding tears under the rain

Now I’m writing this letter
to you my sweetest child
How he could draw a wound,
so hidden in your smile?
And somedays I would ask
myself how could I?
But it’s hard to understand
why I stood there by his side

And I’m tired of being
the one who runs behind a shadow
I’m tired of being
the one hiding tears under the rain
we keep promises and give wings
while we drown, drown, drown

I want to feel some loving
charity begins at home my darling
I’m begging please, set me free of this,
I feel so weak, I want to breathe

I am the woman who knows life is not easy,
and understands it can be simple
when you let go of fixed ideas about love,
and now I found that
I’m not the one that should stay
I’m not the one