If I was a woman I’d want to be

a woman who has a room of her own

I would want to be left alone here to write

and snuggle up warm in our bed every night

I’d write a thousand words every day

while outside our children laugh as they play

with the man who agrees it should be this way

I wouldn’t cook or clean up the house

I might make soup while I think about life

My man would be kind and funny and smart

He’d be happy to know that I am his wife

He would fulfil my loyal loving heart

He would love me and keep me and let me free

If I was a woman I’d want to be

A woman who’s loved by a man who’s like me