THE PRETENDERS          Hymn To Her
Let me inside you   Into your room   I've heard it's lined   With the things you don't show.   Lay me beside you   Down on the Floor   I've been your lover   From the womb to the tomb   I dress as your daughter   When the moon becomes round   You be my mother   When everything's gone   And she will always carry on   Something is lost   But something is found   They will keep on speaking her name   Some things change   Some stay the same   Keep beckoning to me   From behind that close door   The maid and the mother   And the crone that's grown old   I hear you voice   Coming out of that hole   I listen to you   And I want some more   I listen to you   And I want some more   And she will always carry on   Something is lost   But something is found   They will keep on speaking her name   Some things change   Some stay the same   Let me inside you   Into your room   I've heard it's lined   With the things you don't show.   Lay me beside you   Down on the Floor   I've been your lover   From the womb to the tomb   I dress as your daughter   When the moon becomes round   You be my mother   When everything's gone   And she will always carry on   Something is lost   But something is found   They will keep on speaking her name   Some things change   Some stay the same
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