Better Lands
Lisa Crawley
Oh God
What have I done?
I’ve just killed my only love
I took things into my hands
And I sent him on his way to better lands
I had lost, lost the will
The will to love, or give at all
So I took things into my hands
And I sent him on his way to better lands
Stay away, stay away
I don’t mean harm
But I am bad news today
I will be old news tomorrow
Who’s to know? Who’s to blame?
Who caused the pleasure?
And who took the pain?
I will be old news tomorrow
Oh God
What have I done?
I’ve just killed my only love
I took things into my hands
And I sent him on his way to better lands