the (only) ballerina from Tennessee
Anytime that we catch a break
We'll wait for the gods to realize their mistake
And I'll pray with you dear
With our impotent words
In darkened rooms where only candlelights concerned
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt
Having no way to help
When you won't even tell me what's wrong
Well I replied post-reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head and my heart and my bed
Love, that nobody ever should want
And I know what it's like
When your man is always gone
Brings nothing nice with him
When he does come home
And we've moved through rooms
Like some little kids
Too afraid to ask for things they might not wish to give
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt
Having no way to help
When you won't even tell me what's wrong
Well I replied post-reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head and my heart and my bed
Love, that nobody ever should want
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt
Having no way to help
When you won't even tell me what's wrong?
Well I replied post-reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head and my heart and my bed
Love, that nobody ever should want
We'll wait for the gods to realize their mistake
And I'll pray with you dear
With our impotent words
In darkened rooms where only candlelights concerned
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt
Having no way to help
When you won't even tell me what's wrong
Well I replied post-reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head and my heart and my bed
Love, that nobody ever should want
And I know what it's like
When your man is always gone
Brings nothing nice with him
When he does come home
And we've moved through rooms
Like some little kids
Too afraid to ask for things they might not wish to give
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt
Having no way to help
When you won't even tell me what's wrong
Well I replied post-reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head and my heart and my bed
Love, that nobody ever should want
No one has held me like you have
I could have died in your arms
Do you know how it felt
Having no way to help
When you won't even tell me what's wrong?
Well I replied post-reflection
What I said in response
There are things in my head and my heart and my bed
Love, that nobody ever should want
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Cole Wuamett, Aaron D Mattison, Jeremy Johnson Asay
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