Woman, She Was Gentle

Woman, she was gentle, she took me for awhile;
When my soul was beaten, she held it like a child.
Once there as another, she looked so much like you;
She never could received these things that I’m telling you.
La la la la la la la la
She claimed she was the woman who knew the life I craved;
Some would call her a savior while some would call her a slave.
Her devotion, it betrayed me, always broke my thoughts,
She stabbed me with the silence and I bled and called it love.
La la la …
But I was born a sailor with a sailor’s lonely life;
She said the sea it frightened her, she couldn’t be the sailor’s wife.
She said our love was sacred, I agreed it was blessed;
While underneath we really knew neither one could be possessed.
La la la …
Now even you my love have come to expect too much;
You should see you cannot reach for what you cannot touch.
So I will wander through your wounds lookng for an honest scar,
To teach me how to sing this song, now I will sing it well
La la la …
Woman, she was gentle, she took me for awhile;
When my soul was beaten, she held it like a child.
Like a child, la la la la la la.