Well, the distance makes you pretty And now you're cracked and gray And your legs they move like scissors Open up the wound each time you give yourself away And I'm sorry for the damage Let me lay...
Sing me a lullaby Won?t you wipe away my pain Take me out, oh, of the driving rain Sing me a lullaby Keep me warm and dry Oh mother, I?m counting on you To paint me a blue sky May the colors run true...
Well you think you've had it hard, babe You've kind of lost control Your dress fell down like violets She risened up your bow And now you dance in circles, But your ma.. cannot hide. Your face is...