She found the world embedded in the snow It's too bad the rest have made it all their own there's got to be a better way somehow but I don't know Wish I could find the words and heal my baby
She made a crib with blankets for the floor Painted the bluest colour on the walls I don't want to know the time I don't care about that at all Nobody knows the way to heaven baby
No, this can't go on Your advice for young mothers to be We'll never find the words, darling believe me
So here it is your heart's out in the cold The friends who care still call you on the phone The vicar said it's wrong but hey what does he know He said its wrong but that the Lord forgave me
Well I don't want his pity and your scorn Boy why you preaching no one's listening anymore That old live of yours sickens me Directed I'm on an eternal call No man alive has earned the right to save me
No, this can't go on Your advice for young mothers to be We'll never find the words, darling believe me
No, this can't go on Your advice for young mothers to be We'll never find the words, darling believe me
Now here I am, I'm pushing 24 I've got a house and a little terrace on the lawn My baby's grown and I'm as happy as a fawn Now only the beauty of the world delays me
No, this can't go on Your advice for young mothers to be We'll never find the words, darling believe me
No, this crown of thorns Your advice for young mothers to be We'll never find the words, darling believe meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
