I serve you wild and full of grace, you see it written on her face You know they lock her door from the outside A subtle smile you couldn't place 'cause
Don't wake, love, before it's time Don't do anything unkind Let the world around you See the light surround you Try and have a little faith Don't do
: Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout would not take the garbage out. She'd scour the pots and scrape the pans, Candy the yams and spice the hams, And though