The woman I am, Hides deep in me
Beneath the woman I seem to be.
She hides away, From the stranger’s eye,
She is not known, To the passers-by.
She goes her way, The woman I seem,
But the woman I am, Withdraws to dream!
The woman I seem, Goes carelessly,
When love goes by, Does not seem to see.
But the woman I am, Knows sudden fear…
And hides more deeply, When love draws near!
For love might look closely, Perhaps…and see,
Her beneath the woman, I seem to be!