The Veils - Advice for Young Mothers to Be lyrics
[The Veils - Advice for Young Mothers to Be lyrics]
She found the world embedded in the snow
It's too bad the rest have
Made it all their own
There's got to be a better way
Somehow but I don't know
Wish I could find the words and heal my baby
She made a crib with blankets for the floor
Painted the bluest colour on the walls
I don't want to know the time I
Don't care about that at all
Nobody knows the way to heaven baby
No, this can't go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
So here it is your heart's out in the cold
The friends you kept still call
You on the phone
The vicar said it's wrong but
Hey what does he know
He said it's wrong but that
The Lord forgave me
Well I don't want his pity and your scorn
Boy why're you preaching no
One's listening anymore
That old life of yours sickens me
Directly to my maternal core
No man alive has earned the right to save me
No, this can't go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
No, this can't go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
Now here I am, I'm pushing 24
I've got a house and a
Little terrace on the lawn
My baby's grown and I'm as happy as a fawn
Now only the beauty of the world delays me
No, this can't go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
No, this crown of thorns
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
It's too bad the rest have
Made it all their own
There's got to be a better way
Somehow but I don't know
Wish I could find the words and heal my baby
She made a crib with blankets for the floor
Painted the bluest colour on the walls
I don't want to know the time I
Don't care about that at all
Nobody knows the way to heaven baby
No, this can't go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
So here it is your heart's out in the cold
The friends you kept still call
You on the phone
The vicar said it's wrong but
Hey what does he know
He said it's wrong but that
The Lord forgave me
Well I don't want his pity and your scorn
Boy why're you preaching no
One's listening anymore
That old life of yours sickens me
Directly to my maternal core
No man alive has earned the right to save me
No, this can't go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
No, this can't go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
Now here I am, I'm pushing 24
I've got a house and a
Little terrace on the lawn
My baby's grown and I'm as happy as a fawn
Now only the beauty of the world delays me
No, this can't go on
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me
No, this crown of thorns
Your advice for young mothers to be
Will never find the words, darling believe me