A lady and her Lover
I should have been dead
But you loved me instead
My right-doings you commend
My imperfections you accept
But my wrongs you rend
The accuser's brief you reject
There and then your son you send
For my welfare you fend
My shattered soul you tend
My broken...
But you loved me instead
My right-doings you commend
My imperfections you accept
But my wrongs you rend
The accuser's brief you reject
There and then your son you send
For my welfare you fend
My shattered soul you tend
My broken...