Lady

Lady’s got a feeling
that her heart is overgrown
Like the weeds in a garden
where the soil’s not been sown
Though the garden of her past
keeps her locked up in her home
She begins the see that
That the way that we choose
is the way we are free.

Lady’s got a feeling
that her love is being shared
Could it be because her lover is
always looking scared?
Funny, though she can’t recall
the last time she cared
She begins to know
That the way that we see
Is the way that we grow.

Lady’s got a feeling
she could leave it all behind
If she had the paper
she’d sign the dotted line
She’s so damned sure in this world
there’s nothing left to find
That just goes to show
That the way that we see
Just becomes what we know.

I said now lady’s got a feeling
That she wants to start again
Put her chips back on the table
Just to see what she might win,
Wants to go but doesn’t know
With which foot to begin
And it good to know
That the way that we choose
Is the way that we grow.
Ain’t it good to see
That the way that we choose
Is the way we are free.