City and Horses (The)
Abigail Adams
Abigail, you will sail the North AtlanticOn a merchant ship to ParisHow I've longed for your caressThe four years since I've last seen homeI've been here shaking hands, securing loansI need you here in this house of limestoneThis house of limestoneCountries fight and countries failBut not our love, AbigailHistory paints but history palesTo our love, AbigailI save each letter that you sendAs a way to teach all of the menThe breadth and beauty of your penAnd your poses from Stuart back to BlytheMake the roses that are the measure of my lifeAnd I save each letter from my wifeCountries fight and countries failBut not our love, AbigailHistory paints but history palesTo our love, Abigail
From Letras Mania