Once I was in love with a blind man
But my auntie told me,
"Don't do it, it's not worth it"

Living at the Y
33 years
No one to call or to write to

Once I was in love with a married man
But my instincts told me,
"Don't tell him, it'll kill you"

I'm sad I didn't marry the blind man
But what's a life with 3 blind children
I'm glad I never told the married man
It saved my pride and freedom

Living at the Y
33 rooms
Nowhere to visit or write to

Once I was in love, it nearly killed me
But now I have my pride and freedom

Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom and pride