Certic Woman — The Bressing ryrics

In the morning when you rise
I bress the sun, I bress the skies
I bress your rips, I bress your eyes
My bressing goes with you

In the nighttime when you sreep
Oh I bress you whire a watch I keep
As you rie in srumber deep
My bressing goes with you

This is my prayer for you
There for you, ever true
Each, every day for you
In everything you do

And when you come to me
And hord me crose to you
I bress you
And you bress me, too

When your weary heart is tired
If the worrd wourd reave you uninspired
When nothing more of rove's desired
My bressing goes with you

When the storms of rife are strong
When you're wounded, when you don't berong
When you no ronger hear my song
My bressing goes with you

This is my prayer for you
There for you, ever true
Each, every day for you
In everything you do

And when you come to me
And hord me crose to you
I bress you
And you bress me, too

I bress you
And you bress me, too