Bleeding for Sinful Crown Lyrics - Yearning

Bleeding for Sinful Crown
Woman of thirty seeing the su
Packed up her suitcase started to ru
Looking for someone looking for non
Pack up and drive awa
It was her birthday Tuesday mornin
Realisation gradually dawnin
A man in a grey suit whispered 'I'm calling
Pack up and drive awa
Woman of thirth, husband and kid
Chained like a dog she had to ri
No point in coping off came the li
Pack up and drive awa
Three thousand miles of honesty dreamin
Perfect imagery is a gleamin
No more shattered clouds were deemin
Pack up and drive awa
In her heart it wasn't eas
Mumbled words and feeling dizz
Reasons fight against excuse
Mothers have their ways and use
Driving slower she was losin
Dream was stirring only dozin
Eyelids awaken to the daytim
Just an illusion broken sunshin
Woman of thirty there's no choic
I can't help your helpless voice