Из альбома: Little Heart's Ease

My eyes are rain
When they behold thee
And my breath is death
When my lips caress thee

You are not my enemy
I will make my bed up for thee
You are not my enemy
I will make my bed up for thee

There is a ghost in my hallway
A voice of mourning
You marked my body with the star of God
To love is to marry

You are not my enemy
I will make my bed up for thee
You are not my enemy
I will make my bed up for thee

When you come in my room
There will be laughing
Lady of all my adoring
You will be my homecoming

You are not my enemy
I will make my bed up for thee
You are not my enemy
I will make my bed up for thee

Комментарии