Minimum Resistance
More Than A Woman
Self pity, shame and doubt,
feelings I can do without.
No one to hear me shout.
Looking past my own reflection,
pure avarice and greed,
my own obsession.
When I wished apon a star,
she came to me, came from afar.
She took my hand, dried my tears,
eased my pain, shook my fears.
Made up for all the years
of exploitation.
I can't survive on my own,
I sit and wait by the phone,
and when her voice I can hear,
I feel her presence so near.
Those three words that I say.
I tell her I love her.
From my mistakes I have learned,
I think the good times I've earned.
It's time the tables were turned.
I put my trust in her now,
think it's time to allow,
for celebration.
She means much more to me,
than I thought a woman could be.
She's so important you see.
She put a smile on my face,
took away the bitter taste,
of past rejection.
I know I cherish her more,
than all the girls from before.
I break my own unwritten law.
I now commit myself,
step down from the shelf,
pledge devotion.
My hands are tied I've no control,
I give my love, body and soul,
we consumate to make us whole.
More than a woman you see,
more than a woman to me.
By Andy Racher
(P) © All Living Fear 1996