Distance Blues and Theory - Susanna

Where you to cross the world my dear?

To work or love or fight

I could be calm and wistful here

And close my eyes at night

It were a sweet and gallant pain

To be a sea apart

But oh, to have you down the lane

Is bitter to my heart

Into love, and out again

Thus I went, and thus I go

Spare your voice, and hold your pen

Well and bitterly I know

All the songs were ever sung

All the words were ever said;

Could it be, when I was young

Some one dropped me on my head?