Lady of Plenty Lyrics

Disenchanted and roaming around again
Didn’t know that I’d come around again
Did you know that when you drove me home I was happy?
Thought a moment, you know, maybe we could be married.
But it’s not my time of year.
Heaven knows what’s in store for the lady of plenty
Maybe theories and thoughts and ideas of empty
Did you know that I called you in hope that you’d have me?
Maybe we could hang out and then we would be happy
But it’s not my time of year
And it’s not my time of year
Well it’s an ocean I’m meant to follow
Lay the path [song?] for tomorrow
Getting lost in my heart

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Guess I’ll go to the corner and order a coffee
Read a book on a bench while I wait for the party
Go to bed and I feel that it’s just a bit empty
Just remind me that I am the woman of plenty
And it’s not my time of year
And it’s not my time of year