growing up it was just me and my mom
  against the world
  and all my sympathies were with her
  when i was a little girl
  but now i've seen both my parents
  play out the hands they were dealt
  and as each year goes by
  i know more about how my father must have felt
    i just want you to understand
  that i know what all the fighting was for
  and i just want you to understand
  that i'm not angry anymore
  i'm not angry anymore
    she taught me how to wage a cold war
  with quiet charm
  but i just want to walk
  through my life unarmed
  to accept and just get by
  like my father learned to do
  but without all the acceptance and getting by
  that got my father through
    night falls like people into love
  we generate our own light
  to compensate
  for the lack of light from above
  every time we fight
  a cold wind blows our way
    but we learn like the trees
  how to bend
  how to sway and say
    i, i think i understand
  what all this fighting is for
  and baby, i just want you to understand
  that i'm not angry anymore
  no, i'm not angry anymore