I have walked thru many lives
I knew she could not take care of herself
I swore both of us to silence, cross your heart and hope to die
He always seemed not to be there when things went south
My sister has suffered many illnesses
He always seemed not to be there when things went south
She had his key; she did this without him knowing
I swore both of us to silence, cross your heart and hope to die
My sister has suffered many illnesses
When my mom dies my sister will be too ill and she will not be there
She had his key; she did this without him knowing
How was my visit, How was Annie, Did she let you see her?
He always seemed not to be there when things went south
When my mom dies my sister will be too ill to be there
But after a few stiff drinks, the truth may come out
How was my visit, how was Annie, did she let you see her?
My sister has suffered many illnesses
But after a few stiff drinks, the truth may come out
I swore both of us to silence, cross your heart and hope to die
Maybe Not
I have walked thru many lives
by Fran Angiulo
