Lyrics: The Veils. Advice For Young Mothers To Be.

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She found the world embeded in the snow
it's to bad the rest have made it all their own
there's got to be a better way somehow but I dont know
wish I could find the words and heal my baby

she made a crib with blankets for the floor
painted the bluest colour on the walls
I don't want to know the time I don't care about that at all
no body knows the way to heaven baby

no, this can't go on
your advice for young mothers to be
we'll never find the words, darling believe me

so here it is your heart is out in the cold
the friends who care still call you on the phone
the vicar said it's wrong but hey what does he know
he said its wrong but that the lord forgave me

well I don't want his pity and your scorn
boy why you preaching no-one is listning anymore
that old live of yours sickens me
directed i'm on an eternal call
no man alive has earned the right to save me

no, this can't go on
your advice for young mothers to be
we'll never find the words, darling believe me

no, this can't go on
your advice for young mothers to be
we'll never find the words, darling believe me

Now here I am, I'm pushing 24
I've got a house and a little terrace on the lawn
my baby is grown and I'm as happy as a forn
now only the beauty of the world delays me

no, this can't go on
your advice for young mothers to be
we'll never find the words, darling believe me

no, this crown of thorns
your advice for young mothers to be
we'll never find the words, darling believe me