Bowed under a heavy yoke, knowing the girl I should have been.
A better woman would have fallen, too.
Weakness brought me to you
And weakness made me leave.
I should have been so much better
than what I had to give.
I know that when I'm with you, I'm free.
I wasn't my best, I know,
but I did not want you to go
I should have asked you,
"Would you stay?"
Now I will wait
until you come and find me.
If you would love me,
and if I would let you,
I know that's when I will be free.
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