Ava

You wonder why I pray, handed kids like these, makes me drift away, run a bath with foam, not wanting to believe, my only comfort's home, see your lousy face, forget to say please, is it always this way, in the wind and stones, I don't need your needs, carry a broken yoke, fire me through the days, make my troubles cease, let problems relate, each of my lonely bones, aches to break free, is all our loving done, I remember sweet days, trips to the sea, lord how we praised, return us please.