Jessie Monday - Woman to woman

I'm not finding myself wishing I were you

I'm not finding myself wishing you were me

I'm not sitting in your place, I'm sitting in my own

But this used to be your home, so I thought I'd say hello.

I'm not finding myself thinking you're still his

For his heart is oh so clear in every kiss

I'm not haunted by your face, we're happy on our own

But he used to be your home, so I thought I'd say hello.

This ain't a message of pain, it's a little more strange than that

It's woman to woman, through eyes, through soul and with heart

If we were talking about pain, I feel more with the other ones

Woman to woman, more same than different, I see.

I'm not finding myself wishing that we'll meet

For as things are, our lives already are complete

I don't wish to compete, we're happy on our own

But this used to be your home, so I thought I'd say hello.

This ain't a message of pain, it's a little more strange than that

It's woman to woman, through eyes, through soul and with heart

If we were talking about pain, I feel more with the other ones

Woman to woman, more same than different, I see.

Woman to woman, more same than different, I see.

      "Out of her house in Liverpool, at the piano, or playing guitar or uke, usually with her kitchen in the background, Jessie Monday records songs. Many are her originals, many are covers, primarily Beatles songs. She records them on a little home video camera she’s had forever."   

           by William Routhier