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THE WOMAN I'VE COME TO BE
There's a young girl who marvels at
The woman I've come to be.
When I was young no one could see
What she could see in me.
See the woman I've come to be.
I smile when I see her
peeking through my eyes
The girl I remember now looking at me
She seems so wise
Watching the woman I've come to be
She's anxious when I move too slow
She wants me to go to places
she's seen before.
Seen them at night in her dreams, long ago
She wants me to be free and to soar.
Free to be the woman I've come to be
I speak to her I call her name
I introduce myself
I want her to love the woman
I've come to be