Mount Moriah
The Letting Go
Ooh, lover don't you knowAll that's left now is some hope?Thread worn thin on all our clothes,But where we've been is what we choose.All you wanted was a wife,a lover to lie down beside at night,A patient heart easing your troubled mind,A home to keep you from the outside.Ooh, lover can't you tella broken love from chiming wedding bells?Lover, help me to beA woman with only the truest offering.
From Letras Mania