Eva Cassidy. Songbird. Oh, Had I a Golden Thread. Zeneszám

Oh, ooh, had I a golden thread
And a needle so fine
I, I would weave a magic spell
Of the rainbow design
Of rainbow design

In it, I would weave the courage
Of women giving birth
And in it I would weave the innocence
Of the children of all the earth
Children of all the earth

Wont you show my
My brothers and sisters
My rainbow design?

'Cause I, I would bind up the sorrowful
With hand and heart, and mine
Oh, hand and heart, and mine

Oh, ooh, had I a golden thread
And a needle so fine
I, I would weave a magic spell
Of a rainbow design
Of rainbow design