We Carry - Holly Throsby
One two three
Thoughts not remembered right
And tears were yet to cry
We carry we carry
Among the winter pines
Long before my time
To marry me married
Just like a lover does
I loved him
My whole life
Just like a dozen others I did
Too young to know my mind
Too young to know my mind
Hands on hands of mine
Holding on too tight
We carry we carry
And after starry night
The ashes of our fire
We buried we buried
Just like a lover does
I loved him
My whole life
Just like a dozen others I did
Too young to know my mind
Too young to know my mind
Just like a lover does
I loved him
My whole life
Just like a dozen others I did
Too young to know my mind
Too young to know my mind