Shoulders of a woman
Straightened for all to see
Don't you want to know
All that she has seen
You won't ever dismiss her
A wilderness untamed
Not your picket fence
Experience and raised by her holy mother
That's a woman
She's not running
Here I am
That's a woman
She's not bluffing
Mmm-mmm
Her deepest are her oceans
So mysterious and dark
In the mirror
She knew who she was right from the start
You think that you can chase her into submission
But she embraced her fate and welcomed premonition
Born on her birthday
Here I am
Hum