You spend the first half of your life
Dreaming of the big things you're gonna do
How many kids you gonna have
And who's gonna marry you?
And I've got the house, I've got the car
I've got the kids running in the yard
And I know I pulled the lucky cards
Well, I don't wanna complain when it gets hard
It's so caught up than all these plans
The voice drown out while life still mends
Now I'm watching it from the stands
Thinking "Who am I"? In my mom' genes
And the kids scream a carpel Cinderella at the mall
And everything I thought I would be
I know I'm somebody's mother, somebody's lover
And it's playing out in the scenes
And I'm driving and I'm trying to be
A woman of my own dreams
A woman of my own dreams
I've always had this fantasy
A little girl that looks just like me
And the boy that'd raise wood
A chip of the apple tree
So, we lay down roots, and they run deep
In a neighborhood, on a quiet street
And I know I won the lottery
So, I don't wanna complain
Thinking "Who am I"? In my mom' genes
And the kids scream a carpel Cinderella at the mall
And everything I thought I would be
I know I'm somebody's mother, somebody's lover
And it's playing out in the scenes
And I'm driving and I'm trying to be
A woman of my own dreams (Ooh, oh-ooh)
And my heart starts racing
Playing soccer at the park
Bedtime stories ever by (Ooh, oh-ooh)
And so, it seems, I'll always be chasing
A woman of my own dreams
A woman of my own dreams
A woman of my own dreams
A woman of my own dreams
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