You have a voice that expresses the way I feel
You have a voice like the laying on of hands that heal
Lata, please, help me, help me forget
The girl I never should have met;
I’ve had her but I cannot have her
She’s my life but I have to live without her
I love her with an obsession
She will never be my possession.
Songbird, sing to me
Sing to me sweet and low
Fill my ears with melody
Before my tears begin to flow
Your soothing voice comforts me
Eases the pain to think she had to go.
So much melody pouring out from such a small chalice
Only God could have blessed you with such a voice …
Once upon a time we made love to your songs of joy
We sang along, we swore nothing would our love destroy;
Those days have gone as if they had never been
Sweet nothings I whispered have turned into a silent scream
She pierced the heart I had given her and left me to bleed
Blessed angel, sing and comfort me in my hour of need.
Songbird, sing to me
Sing to me sweet and low
Fill my ears with melody
Before my tears begin to flow
Your soothing voice comforts me
Eases the pain to think she had to go.
I am gripped by emotions I cannot understand
I am torn by forces I cannot comprehend
She said if she married me her parents would die
What about me? … I have a lifetime to cry;
The path of love is covered with flowers and blood, flowers and blood
The path of love is littered with corpses who drowned in the flood
Oh, Lata, please, pour your nectar into my ears
Help me, help me before I drown in my own tears.
Songbird, sing to me
Sing to me sweet and low
Fill my ears with melody
Before my tears begin to flow
Your soothing voice comforts me
Eases the pain to think she had to go.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.