Cross Your Heart

I've dressed your dolls and drank your tea
Played prince and trolls on bended knee
I've made your cot kissed your hair
I've sold the lot you buried there

I've smelled your skin caressed your pores
I've known your mind I've seen your stores
I walked your school and dried your eyes
I played the fool to make you wise

Don't play for him
Don't pull apart
Don't bruise your limbs
Don't cross your heart

Lie in the field in poppies soaked
Than it be sealed unequally yoked
Do you remember when we walked
A few Decembers now since we talked

Don't play for him
Don't pull apart
Don't bruise your limbs
Don't cross your heart
Don't play for him
Don't press apart
Don't bruise your limbs
For I have

Climbed the mountains in those distant lands
Drank the rivers with thirsty hands
To him I've cried at his feet I lay
Obeyed there died for your passions paid

Won't you sing for Him
Won't you press your parts
Over heaven's rim
Won't you cross your heart
Go Sing for Him
Won't you press your parts
Over heaven's rim
Won't you cross your heart

I've drunk your cold and shed your tears
I've grown so old for you my love
Once a tower but you I'll save
Your body grows inside this cave



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen De Jager
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