Lilja - Rocco DeLuca And The Burden

Lilja, I see your eyes

… northern skies.

If I could afford bells?

and jewels,

I would give them to you.

Lilja, I touch your hair

it is wavy, long, and fair.

If I could have a lock or two,

I would give my heart to you.

Well its long gone over top

like the swoon of where you’re from.

If I must leave then I will go

and drag my heart to Jericho.