Heavenly Mine – Damian Wilson – letras

The words of a woman are often unspokenThey lie in the gutter of faith and devotionEither you’re with them, or lying against themWhatever you wanted becomes your possessionHalf of this world’s only jokingThe others are purely provokingShe’s heavenly mineEagerly pressing upon your intentionYou laugh at her freely and claim your redemptionSuch is on offer as lies and deceptionWith brief bursts of colour from chromatic spectrumHalf of this world’s only kiddingThe others believe they’re winningShe’s heavenly minePraying the good Lord has sent her a saviourForget all the others, tell themShe’s heavenly mine