Mary Skeffington, close your eyes And make believe that you are just a girl again Go to sleep tonight, dream of days When you had something there to light the way
Remember a holiday in a north of England town You slept in a room upstairs on a bed of eiderdown
Mary Skeffington, when you wake You mustn't be afraid to face another day Think of what you had, you'll get by You've always been a lady, hold your head up high
Look back on your home Where you spent the best years of your life Remember the man who asked you If you would be his wifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
