Lyrics

If you were the woman that you wanted to be
You’d be knee-deep in dirt combing layers of earth
You’d be digging down through the centuries
Making stories out of broken pottery
But you settled down and married young
Now you’re looking in the mirror at the woman you’ve become

What do you do with someone else’s dream?
Someone’s else’s life?
Someone’s heart?
Back in someone else’s dream

If you were the woman that you wanted to be
You’d be skidding out the lane before the screen door hits the frame
You’re be steering straight to lands you never knew
Buried temples and gods shaking off your façade
But what kind of woman breaks a decent home
And how do you know if you can make it on your own

What do you do with someone else’s dream?
Someone’s else’s life?
Someone’s heart?
What can you say when you are caught between
Who you are
And who you thought you’d be

Why do you shove
Pieces of yourself under the rug

What do you do with someone else’s dream?
Someone’s else’s life?
Someone’s heart?
What can you say when you are caught between
Who you are
And who you thought you’d be
Back in someone else’s dream