Stone
AGNES OBEL · Citizen Of Glass 2016 · Track 04 of 08
Written by Agnes Obel
They say every sin will have a thousand eyes To guilty fools with guilty minds But I most be cruel to be kind Deep within a my head of stone Could I be - of stone - could I be - of stone - could I be
Oh how the birds forget to sing Do they know where I have been? Oh how I will leave you there again Deep within my head of stone Could I be - of stone - could I be - of stone - could I be
You are my only one You are my only one You are my lonely one You are my only one
Oh for the trees did grow there, and the plants did spring Oh for they know a lovers sin Ain't made of paper or of string It's cast into a head of stone Could I be - of stone - could I be - of stone - could I be