Mark Lanegan - Miracle - Текст песни

I promise you a miracle

And it will be done

Upon this one last disappearing

Bells toll, new lands and I look up

Sometimes

To see this old black Mary

Reach down for me

I need someone for my plaything

So lonesome in my playground

You baby, go straight to my head

And make it seem like a miracle

And make it something beautiful

Something beautiful