When I was a child they'd ask me where it hurt and wipe the tears from my eyes
Sure embraces, gentle forehead kisses making sure that I was alright
As I grew older and the nights grew shorter I no longer cared where it hurt
All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies there to cradle me to sleep All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies there to cradle me to sleep
Scars they heal in time the raw wounds on my mind they aren't so easily fixed
You can't mend what isn't broken Kind words are rarely spoken in time I will learn this
But I grow older and the nights grow shorter drowning as I sink or swim
All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies there to cradle me to sleep All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies there to cradle me to sleep
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone Words they cut they will always hurt me
Please be my saving Grace Please be my saving Grace
How to answer all my prayers
Please be my saving Grace
All I hear is, Whisky Lullabies there to cradle me to sleep and all I hear is, Whisky Lullabies there to cradle me to sleep
Sticks and stones they break me to the bone Words they cut, they will always hurt me Sticks and stones they break me to the bone Words they cut, they will always hurt meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
