I hear it on phone, on the telephone Confirming what I'd always known
A book found underneath the trees A girl discarded, mother begging, please
Suspicion has nowhere to lay And one look could give it away
A village torn to shreds A family's quaking in their beds
Her errands are made for better days I hope and pray we'll not be the same
I hope she fought her certain fate Come on, come on, come on
Night and day
You jump in at the night Every creak is her
Crying in hope Hope she'll come
Her errands are made for better days I hope and pray we'll not be the same
I hope she fought her certain fate
Her errands are made for better days I hope she fought her certain fate