Reflection of Loss
I want to hold you, sister.
Take your shaking hands in mine
And pass some strength
From me to you.
I see the panic in your eyes.
I know the whispers in your heart
As well now as I did then.
I tell you, they are lies.
Oh, sweet girl, how you tremble!
An...
Take your shaking hands in mine
And pass some strength
From me to you.
I see the panic in your eyes.
I know the whispers in your heart
As well now as I did then.
I tell you, they are lies.
Oh, sweet girl, how you tremble!
An...