Her & Gold

St. Teresa
I saw in my mother's blue eyesThat even the best have to tryTo hold themselves together insideWhen they forget how to feel aliveWe knew that she'd be just fineSpending all of her timeWith her three little girlsTheir hair all in curls,In laced-white church clothes,Running in circlesThis is loveI saw in my sisters' bright eyesThat we would all be alrightSometimes it takes a bigger fightTo see how small we really are in sizeEach made from spanish designsThis song for you, a lovely goodbyeFrom those three little girlsTheir hair all in curls,In laced-white church clothes,Running in circles.This is loveYou are love From Letras Mania