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Daughter of the Vine - Vernon Oxford-歌词

Daughter of the Vine - Vernon Oxford

Written by:DR

A blind man can see darkness and when the shadows fall

I quickly close the curtains of my mind

I hear the voice of yesterday so sweetly when it calls

And I reach for the daughter of the vine

Happiness is dead and gone my dreams have flown away

Like captive birds free from the trap of time

Tomorrow is a silent song forgotten yesterday

When I turn to the daughter of the vine

The fingers of forgetfulness caress my troubled brain

And gently wipes her memory from my mind

Those healing hands of happiness soon take away my pain

As I reach for the daughter of the vine

On the sea of sorrow their pride's a sinking ship

So abandon it and leave your hopes behind

Your crutches are not broken although your wings are clipped

You'll be rescued by the daughter of the vine

The fingers of forgetfulness caress my troubled brain

And gently wipes her memory from my mind

Those healing hands of happiness soon take away my pain

As I cling to the daughter of the vine

As I cling to the daughter of the vine

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