You have a false idea about love
It was never a contract nor an imposition
And even though I love you more and more
In a way that you can't even suspect
I am not that woman that doesn't leave the house
And that lays the best of her soul at your feet
I won't turn into the echo of your voice
Change the way you think about me
Or you'll see that you won't find me here
And even if my heart breaks
I'll make you understand this lesson
I am not that woman that doesn't leave the house
And that lays the best of her soul at your feet
I won't turn into the echo of your voice
I am not that woman, that lost girl
The one that signs a paper and hands you her life
You'll never see me cry even though I feel like it
I'll make you understand this lesson
I am not that woman that doesn't leave the house
And that lays the best of her soul at your feet
I won't turn into what you want, no
That spoiled, pampered, lost girl
I am not that woman, that girl who dances
who dances to the beat of your life and your soul
you'll never see me cry, no, no, no
You'll never see me fall, no, no, no
You'll never see me lost, crying, spoiled, no
I won't turn into the echo of your voice
I am not that woman, that lost girl
The one that signs a paper and hands you her life