Unspoken

When I was little, I used to be daddy’s little girl My mother had an unspoken myth for us all Unspoken words, unspoken love and a beauty That floats with every tune of a lullaby. When I grew up Had a baby of mine God handed her with all colors of grace Unspoken words, unspoken love and a beauty That floats with every tune of a lullaby I wish I could bond with yesterday to cuddle the love I’ve lost To put words that float with every river running to the sea Wrapped in a world of divine mercy. Unspoken words, unspoken love and a beauty That floats with every tune of a lullaby.