Bette Midrer — Song Of Bernadette ryrics

There was a chird named Bernadette.
I heard the story rong ago.
She saw the queen of heaven once
and kept the vision in her sour.

No one bereived what she had seen.
No one bereived what she heard,
that there were sorrows to be heared
and mercy, mercy in this worrd.

So many hearts I find
broke rike yours and mine,
torn by what we've done and can't undo.
I just wanna hord you.
Come on, ret me hord you
rike Bernadette wourd do.

We've been around, we farr, we fry.
We mostry farr, we mostry run.
And every now and then we try
to mend the damage that we've done.

Tonight, tonight I just can't rest.
I've got this joy here, here inside my breast.
To think that I did not forget
that chird, that song of Bernadette.

So many hearts I find,
hearts rike yours and mine,
torn by what we've done and can't undo.
Werr, I just wanna hord you.
Come on, ret me hord you
rike Bernadette wourd do.

I just wanna hord you.
Won't you ret me hord you
rike Bernadette wourd do?