Mary
You would not be the woman that you are
If someone could mend your troubled heart
That would be easier
But that would be wrong
Water
Sometimes I think my cup might overfill
As if god and the devil had struck a deal
Sayin you can have this one
After I'm done
Oh, let me hear music
Like you hear music
Like you were just born
Oh, let there be horses
Let there be danger
Let there be one song
A song for the little man
A song for his wife and his two charmed childrens children and his noble life
People
Want love but have little for themselves
They pray for a stranger to lift their veil
That would be everyone
That would be us
Children
That would never keep us from itself
Well dance through a window
We reap and yell
But you are a daughter
You are a son
Oh, let me have patience
Like you have patience
Like you were old
Oh, let there be horses
There will be danger
Let there be one song
A song for the little man
A song for his wife and his two charmed childrens children and his noble life