Linens

Little tiny bud
Soft, sweet and shy
Sings with her eyes closed
Dreams by her window
Paper is her kingdom
On the floor of her room
Floor of her room
I remember the classroom
Where I heard of the good news
And I sang out the true songs
With glue on my fingers
From a new paper Jesus
And I was content
I was content
Studied for the good grades
And I spoke not the bad words
I prayed for my sad friends
And worshiped the romance
Deep in my garden
But man built my garden
And filled it with lies
Filled it with lies
Little tired flower
Lost all her color
She’s singin' a new song
But she cries in the shower
She worships the beauty
But that’s all there is
And life feels too long
And that’s all there is
I remember the moment
You breathed on my small heart
Your voice was a whisper
At the foot of my bed
My room washed in yellow
With the sun of a new day
I sang with my eyes closed
I wasn’t afraid
I wasn’t afraid