Lift Every Heart

She had his mornings.

I had his late-night voice.

She had the title.

I had the choice.

I saw the ring and I still let him in.

I learned his hunger.

I used it like a hymn.

She called him home.

He kept saying my name.

I should have stopped it.

I wanted the flame.

I didn’t trip into his arms by mistake.

I saw a taken man.

I decided to take.

I took him from her.

I made him mine.

I knew he was spoken for and I crossed that line.

Call me the other woman.

Call it what it is.

I wanted her man and now

he lives like this.

I watched her pictures.

I knew that face.

I still let him leave her on read in my place.

He said he was unhappy.

I let that be enough.

Love built on a wound don’t stay soft.

She deserved the truth.

He gave her a delay.

I kept the door open.

I let him stay.

I can dress it up like fate,

like it had to be.

But I took what wasn’t mine.

That part was me.

I took him from her.

I made him mine.

I knew he was spoken for and I crossed that line.

Call me the other woman.

Call it what it is.

I wanted her man and now

he lives like this.

Don’t ask me to kneel and wash it clean.

I wanted the man I had no right to keep.

If she hates my name,

she earned that fire.

I walked into a house and I cut the wire.

I can hold him now and still feel the cost.

Winning him ain’t the same as getting back what it lost.

I took him from her.

I won’t pretend I didn’t.

I took him from her.

I made him mine.

I knew he was spoken for and I crossed that

line.

Call me the other woman.

Let it cut. Let it stay.

I wanted her man and I took him anyway.