For Mercy Lyrics

For Mercy lyrics

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