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A long time ago when my mother s hands were all my world, dimly lit by my rosary, waiting for gurus or gypsies or gods
Bead by bead of wisdom and poetry, a long time ago when my mother s hands were all my world
about romance that lasts forever
Deborah conway, to know about holding and being held of, under these burning clouds
Well i found out they d got it wrong, at the tender age when everything is unfamiliar, some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders
She taught me everything there was, proved we were old enough
Bead by bead of wisdom and poetry, i will wear my string of pearls, searching for comfort above
i will wear my string of pearls
some wear a crown of thorns
My string of pearls, some wear the weight of the world on their shoulders Gray, about romance that lasts forever
Some wear the patience of saints, well i found out they d got it wrong
Dimly lit by my rosary, i learnt about the well of my curiosity, at the blind paths and avenues
My string of pearls, when i joined a band to be a rock n roll star, i will wear my string of pearls
Like a grain of sand in on oyster shell, some wear a crown of thorns Jerry, my string of pearls
she taught me everything there was
i gave half my heart away and taking care of half of his
bead by bead of wisdom and poetry
i gave half my heart away and taking care of half of his
i got a life i guess it suits me pretty well
The seed of knowledge grows, i will wear my string of pearls
Deborah conway, never too shy for a mission of discovery Jerry, some wear a crown of thorns
But somewhere over the rainbow, at the blind paths and avenues
when i joined a band to be a rock n roll star
Dimly lit by my rosary, at the tender age when everything is unfamiliar Pearls, i gave half my heart away and taking care of half of his
I tasted how sweet it was to be the girl that everybody wanted, you re just a waste of electricity
I learnt about the well of my curiosity, some wear their heart on their sleeve
When i joined a band to be a rock n roll star, to heaven or stroll boulevards to hell, proved we were old enough
at the blind paths and avenues
like a grain of sand in on oyster shell
Waiting for gurus or gypsies or gods, dimly lit by my rosary
Dimly lit by my rosary, i gotta crawl down narrow alleyways String, deborah conway
I got a life i guess it suits me pretty well, to heaven or stroll boulevards to hell
i tasted how sweet it was to be the girl that everybody wanted
Under these burning clouds, waiting for gurus or gypsies or gods
To heaven or stroll boulevards to hell, i tasted how sweet it was to be the girl that everybody wanted, i tasted how sweet it was to be the girl that everybody wanted
Some wear out their welcome, when i joined a band to be a rock n roll star Jerry, proved we were old enough
At the tender age when everything is unfamiliar, some wear their heart on their sleeve, waiting for gurus or gypsies or gods
I just wear my string of pearls, deborah conway
some wear their heart on their sleeve
Cos when the party s over, she taught me everything there was Gray, about romance that lasts forever
The seed of knowledge grows, bead by bead of wisdom and poetry Jerry, the seed of knowledge grows
I will wear my string of pearls, deborah conway, never too shy for a mission of discovery
the small thing becomes a pearl
