Gifts And Sorrows

Ed Motta

It's only one day a month

That they both alloow

Been en years time

Exchanging gifts and sorrows

Safe enough apart

Never too bind



The only taboo is a word called love

The only magic in holding tight enough



He seems so blasé about her

Still he don't know how

She's on his mind

She pulls her mirror out to

See how she feels now

He's by her side