альбом: A Loud Call
певец: Holly Throsby
Продолжительность: 3:46
Thoughts not remembered right
And tears we're yet to cry
We carry, we carry
Among the winter pines
Long before my time to marry, we married
Just like a lover does, I loved him
My whole life
Just like a dozen others, I did
Too young to know my mind
Too young to know my mind
Hands, oh, hands of mine
Holding on too tight
We carry, we carry
After the starry night
The ashes of our fire
We bury, we bury
Just like a lover does, I loved him
My whole life
Just like a dozen others, I did
Too young to know my mind
Too young to know my mind