precious

Somethings I'm not ready to sing about
The words are too precious
They mean too much
To give them away just yet

So I keep writing
Rewriting, inciting, reciting
Keep my heart company

Keep the secrets of my uterus
Just between us
Until we are ready to come
Back out and play
It will be a cool sunny day

Somethings I'm not ready to sing about
The words are too precious
They mean too much
To give them away just yet

So I keep writing
Rewriting, inciting, reciting
Keep my heart company



Credits
Writer(s): Elizabeth Wilson
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