You have a father
There is another
There are no brothers
You have good friends
You have a Lover
When friendships end
You will still love her
But it's Teresa they love the best.
There was a flood
A world of Water
The mason's wifre
Swam for her daughter.
One thousand People
Did what they could.
They found the steeple
And tore out the wood.
Five hundred pieces
Means five hundred float.
One thousand people
Five hundred don't.
And it's Teresa they love the best.
I've said it before,
And I'll say it again.
All fires have to burn alive
All fires have to burn alive.
From near his heart,
He took a rib.
All fires have to burn alive to live.
From near his heart,
He took a rib.
All fires have to burn alive to live.
So it's Teresa that I love the best.
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