It's Not For Me

I want to hold my dream in my hands.
I want to smell love on the wind.
I want to create life inside of me.
I want to give birth to my creativity.
It's not going to happen that way.
It's not going to be the miracle I need.

Love isn't for me.
It's not for me to have what I've always dreamed.
A man by my side. A loving family.
It's not for me. I'm too independent.
I'm too set in my ways to make changes now.
No, It's not for me. Being happy isn't for me.
Love isn't for me.

I want to make love from dusk until dawn.
I want to snuggle on rainy nights.
I want to watch you sleep and dream every night.
I want to feel your touch on my skin.
I want to know you're my man.
It's not in the cards for us to be together.
It's not what I imagined it would be.

Love isn't for me.
I keep missing the happily ever after.
I keep bypassing the blissful union.
I've set myself up in the trappings of being single.
I can't extract myself from my fears of committment.
I'm too set in my ways to change.
No, it's not for me. Being happy is not for me.
Love isn't for me.