Song | Sister |
Artist | Joshua James |
Album | From The Top Of Willamette Mountain |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
So long, be careful on your way back home, | |
I found your suicide poem in your right coat pocket. | |
There was a fire in the Hollywood hills | |
Ten children were killed | |
You had better be cautious | |
I’ll pray for you sister, | |
Where your heart will reside. | |
I wait for you sister, | |
Holding my breath makes me tired | |
Farewell take comfort in the fact you’re young | |
You got ten years to grow up | |
Don’t become like your father | |
I’m sure you know by now | |
the rain falls most along the California coast | |
each time this season. | |
I hate for your anger | |
To turn into something like mine. | |
Stay close to water, | |
The air helps the motion inside. | |
Inside | |
Well dear God, bless your soul | |
Poor child might never know just why. | |
Well dear God, bless your soul | |
Poor child might never know just why. | |
Oh just why. | |
I’ll pray for you sister, | |
Wherever your heart will reside, | |
I will wait or you sister, | |
holding my breath makes me tired | |
Makes me tired. |
So long, be careful on your way back home, | |
I found your suicide poem in your right coat pocket. | |
There was a fire in the Hollywood hills | |
Ten children were killed | |
You had better be cautious | |
I' ll pray for you sister, | |
Where your heart will reside. | |
I wait for you sister, | |
Holding my breath makes me tired | |
Farewell take comfort in the fact you' re young | |
You got ten years to grow up | |
Don' t become like your father | |
I' m sure you know by now | |
the rain falls most along the California coast | |
each time this season. | |
I hate for your anger | |
To turn into something like mine. | |
Stay close to water, | |
The air helps the motion inside. | |
Inside | |
Well dear God, bless your soul | |
Poor child might never know just why. | |
Well dear God, bless your soul | |
Poor child might never know just why. | |
Oh just why. | |
I' ll pray for you sister, | |
Wherever your heart will reside, | |
I will wait or you sister, | |
holding my breath makes me tired | |
Makes me tired. |
So long, be careful on your way back home, | |
I found your suicide poem in your right coat pocket. | |
There was a fire in the Hollywood hills | |
Ten children were killed | |
You had better be cautious | |
I' ll pray for you sister, | |
Where your heart will reside. | |
I wait for you sister, | |
Holding my breath makes me tired | |
Farewell take comfort in the fact you' re young | |
You got ten years to grow up | |
Don' t become like your father | |
I' m sure you know by now | |
the rain falls most along the California coast | |
each time this season. | |
I hate for your anger | |
To turn into something like mine. | |
Stay close to water, | |
The air helps the motion inside. | |
Inside | |
Well dear God, bless your soul | |
Poor child might never know just why. | |
Well dear God, bless your soul | |
Poor child might never know just why. | |
Oh just why. | |
I' ll pray for you sister, | |
Wherever your heart will reside, | |
I will wait or you sister, | |
holding my breath makes me tired | |
Makes me tired. |