| So here I am again, I think I’ve sinned
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| I can’t exactly place the how or why
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| I tried to be a sister and a friend
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| I never dreamed she’d give this winged reply
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| The one I told you all about
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| The pretty one who came here, so devout
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| She told me all the things she felt she’d lost
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| And all the things she feared to be without
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| I told her all the things that I’ve been told
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| Those comforts that I took when I was young
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| But still, I think she only saw me old
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| I don’t know what I said to make her run
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| So here I am again, I think I’ve sinned
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| I can’t exactly place the how or why
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| I tried to be a sister and a friend
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| I never dreamed she’d give this winged reply
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| She’s given up the veil, the vows she’d sworn
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| Abandoned every effort to conform
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| Without a word to anyone she’s gone her way alone
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| A dove escaping back into the storm
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| I tried to show her I could understand
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| But still she chose to leave me for the cold
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| It makes me doubt the woman that I am
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| God forgive me all that I’ve been told
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| So here I am again, I think I’ve sinned
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| I can’t exactly place the how or why
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| I tried to be a sister and a friend
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| I never dreamed she’d give this winged reply |