In next life, I wilt own thou.
Echoes of his whistle
Screams like a whisper
That left me in the cage
Softly, she said: \"I wilt return.\"
In next life, I wilt own thou.
Sold future in the bush
Jealous of an old heart
All in one with memories
Love is a ghost I cannot seize.
In next life, I wilt own thou.
Party pictures in thy frame,
Bliss light like a fire flame
Wealth as thy captive, well
Prayers wilt bless my desires.
In next life, I wilt own thou.
Sleep in his warm chest,
Smile as he touches thou
And do whatever, it\'s fine
But I wilt run to the finish line.
In next life, I wilt own thou.
Hush my kids he calls his,
The heart he thinks I hast lost
And the vows froze in the frost
Keep them safe, until we rejoin.