Texty: Mary Black. A Stones Throw from The Soul.

Love showed me it's riches late last spring
Took me to it's breast and gave me wings
I truly did believe
And still I was deceived
Love made me it's witness one fine spring

Life seemed dark and beautiful at once
All mixed upside down and back to front
It was hard to know what's what
The light went on and off
Life was stark and plentiful at once

Maybe time really does heal wounds
Maybe love doesn't know
A mere heartbeat from happiness
A stone's throw from the soul

Days lived with a will

Days as fine as can be
Days grace on my morning pillow
Days I'm longing to see

Sunlight blows the winter one last kiss
Me I hold my breath and make my wish
We live through thick and thin
Where evil sometimes wins
Me I try my best and think of this

That maybe time really does heal wounds
And maybe love doesn't know
A mere heartbeat from happiness
A stone's throw from the sould