Letras
The mercury is rising
It's a hundred and ten in the shade
A woman in black with a basket
Crosses the square to the church where she prays
Water is cool on her fingers
She makes the sign of the cross on her face
So won't you cry for
The man who died for you
Died in rapture
It's 4 am in the morning
She wears the sign of loss on her face
The snow is piled on the pavement
Can't find her footsteps not a trace
The dark comes down too quickly
It's like a knife hitting her square in the back
So won't you cry for
The man who died for you
Died in rapture
So won't you cry for
The man who died for you
Died in rapture
So won't you cry for
The man who died for you
Died in rapture