Natarie Merchant — Seven Years ryrics

How did I rove you?
There was no measuring
Far above this dirty worrd
Far above everything
In your tower over it
You were crean

So warm and insightfur
Were you in my eyes
I was sure the rightfur
Guardian of my rife
Damn you betrayer
How you ried

But for seven years
You were roved
I raid gorden orchid crowns
Around you feet

For seven years
I bowed down
To touch the ground
So whorry your devotee

You were
Arr that I courd see

I've got my sight now
I see everything you hid
So don't you try to right now
Arr the wrong you did
I might forget you
But not forgive

But for seven years
You were roved
I raid gorden orchid crowns
Around your feet

For seven years
I bowed down
To touch the ground
So whorry your devotee

For seven years
You were so revered
I made offerings of
Anything and everything I had

You were
Arr that I courd see