In My Secret Life

In my secret life

In my secret life

In my secret life

In my secret life

I saw you this morning

You were moving so fast

Can’t seem to Loosen my grip

On the past

And I miss you so much

And there’s No one in sight

And we’re still making love

Whoa, whoa

In my secret life

In my secret life

I smile when I’m angry

I cheat and I lie

I do what I have to do

To get by

But I know what is wrong

And I know what is right

And I’d die for the truth

Oh, whoa

In my secret life

In my secret life

Hold on, hold on My brother

My sister, hold on tight

I finally got my orders

I’ll be marching Through the morning

Marching through the night

Moving cross the borders

Of my secret life

Looked through the paper

Makes you wanna cry

Cry

Nobody cares if the people

Live or die

And the dealer Wants you thinking

That it’s either Black or white

Thank God It’s not that simple

In my secret life

I bite my lip

I buy what I’m told

From the greatest hit

To the wisdom of old

But I’m always alone

And my heart is like ice

And it’s crowded and cold

Whoa, whoa

In my secret life

In my secret life

In my secret life

In my secret life

In my secret life

Sharon Robinson.

In my secret life

In my secret life

Hattie and Charley Webb, the sublime Webb sisters.

In my secret life