كلمات DOULA

Thank you Thank you for Your wrinkles And the plumpness round your face Thank you for that aging heart That melts my rage away I've known (I've know 'bout this story) I've known 'bout the living dead That somehow (I've known 'bout its glory) Somehow gave me life ahead I've learned 'bout the need to shed Through the trail that you led You don't have to talk To tell me that you love me We don't have to touch To say that we've been missed You won't let go But your eyes will show That before you go you will Forgive Let me (let me take your shoes off) Let me take your shoes off Tuck you (let me take the weight off) Tuck you in the bed you lay Let me touch your forehead Remind you how you used to say Little girl, little girl (little girl) I lost all my hair Little girl, little girl (little girl) Life was so unfair Let me hear the stories about Lilbert and Christine And how the family's glory was so simple but pristine You don't have to talk To tell me that you love me We don't have to touch To say that we've been missed You won't let go But your eyes will show That before you go you will Forgive