Letras
You wear burden like a first born daughter
Since our mother wandered deep into a winter
So would you care to wear some different clothes
That aren't torn that could keep you warm
Because life goes on
Even when what we've loved is gone
And I don't believe
In the Valkyrie
Every time I wake up
It's you whose on my mind
Darling it's in our make up, and
For those left behind it ain't easy, and
It doesn't have to be
You write fables like premonitions
Dream a little dream and bring ammunition
But we were so disarmed, so was it meant to be?
Well if it was, then I don't know what that means
But I know that life goes on
Even when we hate that it does
And I don't believe
In the Valkyrie
Every time I wake up
It's you whose on my mind
Darling it's in our make up, and
For those left behind it ain't easy, and
It doesn't have to be