Do Say a Word (Mocking Bird)

She's a frail thing
She can't help from shaking
Five oceans all fit in her heart
Skin pale, tears dark

She's refraining
She's sweet and afraid, tell me
How such a frail thing can wield such a lock
And keep herself
Gladly never talk

Keeps it away with just one hand
To speak my love don't understand
And if that mocking bird don't sing
It'll mock itself into nothing
I will be your burning love
Speak, my lamb, please understand
That if that mocking bird don't sing
She is someone else, become nothing

I must say from folks at home
Those darkened tears are hard to hold
But no one's here and no one's there
She can't purge that fear that they don't care
She cries all alone
Eyes tired, tears dark, mold overgrown

She's a frail thing
It's hard for her to believe I'd never try dishearten her
The blue in her still cold hands soft to the touch

Keeps it away with just one hand
To speak my love don't understand
And if that mocking bird don't sing
It'll mock itself into nothing
Oh, I will be your burning love
Speak, my lamb, please understand
That if that mocking bird don't sing
She is someone else, become nothing

Dug herself an early grave
She's only ever wanted comfort
Dug ourselves some early graves
Tired at times and wanting to give up