This Bitter Earth - Irma Thomas

This bitter earth

Well, what fruit it bears

What good is love

That no one shares

And if my life is like the dust

That hides the glow of a rose

What good am I Heaven only knows

Lord, this bitter earth

Yes, can be so cold

Today you’re young

Too soon, you’re old

But while a voice within me cries

I’m sure someone may answer my call

And this bitter earth

May not be so bitter after all