My world
The world is in my hands
i wish i handn\'t seen
your hans upon my own
feelings gooing deep
i see this all around me
i feel inside of me
growing for the fortnight
it comes out of me
unhappy and i\'m lonely
whit a child upon my arm
my husband has his own grave
i\'m shearching for mine to be
i wish i handn\'t seen
your hans upon my own
feelings gooing deep
i see this all around me
i feel inside of me
growing for the fortnight
it comes out of me
unhappy and i\'m lonely
whit a child upon my arm
my husband has his own grave
i\'m shearching for mine to be