I could spend hours and hours in a bookshop..

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head 
See, the sea wants to take me 
The knife wants to slit me 
Do you think you can help me ? 
Sad veiled bride, please be happy 
Handsome groom, give her room 
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly 
(Though she needs you 
More than she loves you) 

I WISH THAT YOU WERE MINE (BEAUTIFUL CHILD)

I'm not a child anymore.
I'm tall enough, To reach the stars.
I'm old enough.
To love you from afar.

The years disappeared.
Much has gone by since then.
I bite my lip, can you send me away.
You touch.
I have no choice.
I have to stay.
I had to stay.
Beautiful Child.
Beautiful Child.
You are a beautiful child.
You say it will be harder in the morning.
I wait for you to say, just go.
Your hands, held mine so few hours.
And I'm not a child anymore.
(I WISH THAT YOU WERE MINE.)