Dan's Silverleaf - The Middle East

My dear Anne

Singing so low unto yourself

Just in the kitchen

You were making my morning tea

As the fever touched my skin

I was all cracked in the head

Lay there and slept in your bed

And you would come to me and sing

My love, don’t let me down

My love, don’t let me down

No more

She’s my mother’s sister

Old yet unheavy in her soul

Her steady living

Made it clear and plain as day

That it’s fine to be my own

At day break you we’ll rise

And be part of the day

And when it’s over

I wanna do it tomorrow

Just what I done today

My love, don’t let me down

My love, don’t let me down no more