Thursday, 13 March 2014

Elizabeth tell me the truth
You’re enchained by your own sorrow
How I hate to see you like this
With no hope for tomorrow
There’s no way you can deny it
I hear your cries all night.

Birds of the air sing
Trees dance to their tunes
Hills stand out like imprint on clay
Elizabeth all you do is cry
Never look up the sky.

I’m a shoulder you can cry on
You and I know
There’s no way you can deny it
I’m the one to ease your pain.

Times of our days were merrier
At home you were warrior
Come back, Elizabeth, no worries
When the sun is still in the sky
And shining above you

I’m your loving Father.

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