Album: Reckless
isn't it just like you to invite me into a warm house
isn't it just like you to stroke my hair as I fall asleep
Father you made me yours
Found my orphan heart and brought it home
and I'm safe here and I sing
isn't it just like you to make a slave into your daughter
isn't it just like you to make wine out of dirty water
I used to live in chains
my wounds bled to the ground
my bed was out in the rain
my hair in knots and soaked in mud
but you took my hand
and you led me in
and you combed my hair
you kissed my skin
and you gave me food
and you made me yours
you made me yours
you made me yours
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My favorite song. So much meaning and truth. Love your songs!!! - Aug 2014