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• Artiste: Balsam Range
• Titre: My Cross To Bear
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What's done is done, no turning back You can bury the truth, but you can't hide the fact Blood on my hands, can't wash 'em clean May all that remains remain unseen I hear the wind a howlin' through the weeping willow trees Whispering the secret that's forever haunting me A constant reminder of my pain and despair But that's my cross to bear But that's my cross to bear See the birds on high, circlin' o'er the hill Where I left him on that dreadful day, lyin' cold and still I'm hangin' by a thread, unravelin' at the seams Prayin' that someday I'll awaken from this dream I hear the wind a howlin' through the weeping willow trees Whispering the secret that's forever haunting me A constant reminder of my pain and despair But that's my cross to bear On that day of judgement, there'll be no place to hide When I meet my maker, I will be justified I hear the wind a howlin' through the weeping willow trees Whispering the secret that's forever haunting me A constant reminder of my pain and despair But that's my cross to bear That's my cross to bear That's my cross to bear That's my cross to bear