LYRIC
THE BOOK (dedicated to my deceased mother Cicely)
(c) 2017, Christopher G. Moon – All Rights Reserved
Send royalties to: C.Moon 14640 Duke Hwy, Alva, FL 33920
It seems
you had a thankless job
from you unfairly
time has robbed
some peace and quiet for yourself
you gave away
the greatest wealth
All your love
without restraint
i the canvas
you the paint
reflect the colors of your smile
for longer than a little while.
CHORUS:
Such a debt i can’t repay
the interest mounts with every day
so much you gave yet never took
i’m the page but you’re the book.
You see
it’s been so many years
that i lay in your arms with tears
running down
my worried face
a word from you,
they’re all erased.
A thousand days, a thousand nights
all my wrongs you turned to rights
i had so many
now i see
the way you helped me to love me
CHORUS:
Such a debt i can’t repay
the interest mounts with every day
so much you gave yet never took
i’m the page but you’re the book.
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