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Drowning in their things and I bet it feels like heaven
The world is always better when it costs a little more
Too bad we don’t have it all
Apparently it’s all you’ve ever wanted
Your sad when we ask you what’s for dinner
I cry for you, I wish you’d feel it
Your crying too because you don’t have it
But you want me to

It would be better for me, if money flowed like milk
Better for me if everything’s bigger
Too bad I don’t have it all
Apparently it’s all I’ll be needing
Your sad that my ring won’t weigh more than me
I’m strong enough, I wish you knew it
Stronger than you, that my faith is into it
And I need it too

*And I wonder why
This could mean
Everything
What is my life worth to you
In gold?
Or in cash?
Or in things?
I’ve got better things to do than roll in…

I want a tiny house, and a tiny car
And a tiny ring to suit my tiny fingers
I want to rest in a tree house, and spend my days with kids
I want to run into the ocean when I need saving
God’s on my side, I wish He’d tell you
I’m rich inside like a pirate’s fortune
And, if you can’t trust me than trust the ground
It’s never fallen beneath you

You see me in a big new house, with two shiny SUV’s
It doesn’t matter that they are gas consumer whores
A kitchen I could live in with a freezer the size of spain
If I ever needed a vacation, I’m sure it would be a nice
place to get away
You see me married to a doctor, it’s what you wanted for
yourself
And though you wanted me independent, you’d want him to
care for me
I’m smart enough, I wish you knew it
Life is hard and I’ll get through it
Because I want to
I want to
*
why
this could mean
everything?
what is my life worth to you?
What is my life worth to you?

Don’t pay me with your shiny sparkly verdant paper
expressions
Don’t love me with your talks of stability and financial
independence
You’ll see how I’ll pay you back in time with my
motivation and my commitment
And you’ll continue to tell me I do everything wrong
Like being a daughter, a wife and a mom
And you’ll probably never see
Probably…
The true worth of me

And I wonder why
This could mean
Everything
What am I worth to you?
This is my life
And I’ll try
And I’ll fail
So, what is this worth to me?
What is this worth to me?
This whole world
Has you scared
That’s okay
I’m more scared than you, anyway
And I’ll try
And I’ll fail
So what is it worth to me?
What is it worth to me?
Everything.
2005
Posted: 2005-11-06 16:27:19 UTC

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