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Written In Blood

My neighbor Jenny ran for my door wiping bloody tears from her chin Just like a hundred times before Bobby was beating her again I stared at Jenny's overnight bag knowing she would never unpack I gave her a rose and a wash rag Then watched her go running back Chorus I tried to make her understand Real love isn't written with blood t's stenciled with a gentle hand like soft petals of a rose bud Real love isn't written with blood I heard the fire from Bobby's gun as Jenny neared the garden gate She'd never see the morning sun My gift of wisdom came too late Repeat Chorus Bridge She clutched petals of a rose bud and whispered with her last breath Our vows weren't written with blood You can't love somebody to death Repeat chorus

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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