Sister - Lisa Miskovsky

Sad eyed lady, silent sky

Don’t say maybe, don’t you lie

Every time I trip and fall, you smile

Every time I need that drink, you hold my hand for a while

My sister, dear sister… you make me cry

My sister, dear sister… do I dare to ask you why… oh why?

I fought comfort, I fought you

Sold my fortune, tell me what to do Every time I trip and fall, you smile

Every time I need that drink, you hold my hand for a while

My sister, dear sister… you make me cry

My sister, dear sister… do I dare to ask you why… oh why?