She Lyrics

Harry Connick, Jr.

Lay a hand upon the water Well within, well within Wash away to fair morrow Ride ahead, ride ahead
Make your mark upon the rock For another one, ashes tell tales Fire gives faith, burn it up, burn it up Burn it up, burn it up
She would waste not, not in struggle No other shall there ever be And what she is to love, listen, oh my brother Is as the wind to mercury
Don't you pray of a heartless town Or you'll be forced to flee Don't you live in a soulless city Or you'll have to leave
You don't need no place of birth Hither to come home, many a night Were you ready for your bed? But your bed not ready for you
She would give of herself And ask not return or eternity, yeah And what she'd offer, listen, oh my brother Is as the wind to mercury
And she'd hold not of another man No other shall there ever be, no And whom she would hold, listen, oh my brother Is as the wind to mercury

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