Silk - Giselle

You make my heart spin sorrow into silk

You make me sleep like a young child with warm milk

You held me tighter when I pushed you away

You turn my sorrow into silk

You turn my sorrow

You make my heart spin sorrow into silk

You make me sleep like a young child with warm milk

You held me tighter when I pushed you away

You turn my sorrow into silk

You turn my sorrow

Sorrow (Superb, superb)

Sorrow (Superb, superb)

Sorrow

I’ll make your heart spin sorrow into silk

I’ll stay awake when you can’t get to sleep

I promised myself, if I pushed you away

I’d turn your sorrow into silk

I’d turn your sorrow

Sorrow (Superb, superb)

Sorrow