Elijah - Alela Diane

I met Madeline in the south of France

Where she grew with the fig and broke bread with the moon

Dark eyes of the evening brought her a son

A blessing and burden for she was so young, so young

Water is cold with a wayward gale

Much like the leaves I’ve become frail

Madeline said 'I'd like to follow

But I must stay well to care for Elijah

I must stay well to care for Elijah, Elijah

I met Madeline in the south of France

Where she grew with the fig and broke bread with the moon

Dark eyes of the evening brought her a son

A blessing and burden for she was so young, so young

Water is cold with a wayward gale

Much like the leaves I’ve become frail

Madeline said I’d like to follow

But I must stay well to care for Elijah

I must stay well to care for Elijah, Elijah