For Mercy lyrics

Artist  : Violet Hour 
Song : For Mercy



 Send "For Mercy" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Wrapped in her raincoat  She crosses herself as
she walks from the church  Head bent in sorrow 
Her life feels so empty she's nowhere to turn 
She can't tell her husband  He won't understand 
Why his blood is thinner  Nor thicker than sand 
Oh Mercy, whatever will become of me   Fourteen
days later  Still nobody knows but it's starting
to show  Sleep in the armchair  Old Harold gets
fatter and ceases to care  She said on that day 
That till death do us part  But now she has
someone  Who's close to her heart  Oh Mercy,
whatever will become of me   Fighting her
conscience  Her suitcase is packed and she's
ready to leave  Still feeling unsure  The statue
of Mary now points to the door  Skipping and
smiling  She catches her plane  The child she had
longed for  A new home and name  Oh Harold,
whatever will become of you