I am just a poor girl
Though my story's seldom told
Have I squandered my existence
For moments full of choices, such is living
All life is choosing
Still a girl often hears what she fears
and disregards the rest

When I made my home and my family
I was no more than a boy
In the company of my true love
in the quiet of her mom’s room
Truly scared,
Speaking low, I told her of my deepest secret
wondering if I’d have to go
Looking into her face to see
What only she could know

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Asking only for a chance
we began our real romance
Finding paths to follow
to build our lives together
as a pair
I do declare
There were times when we were lonesome
As we tried to make our way,

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Now laying out our lives together
examining all those choices
I’m content
with the decisions of the past
New decisions are
Leading me
Going home

In the clearing stands the girl
that always has been here
She carries the reminders
Of ev’ry choice she made
And now it’s time to cry out
It’s my time, and there’s no shame
“Here I am, Here I am”
And my wife’s love still remains, mmm mmm

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To the music of The Boxer from Simon and Garfunkle