Hymn To Her
(chrissie hyne)

Let me inside you
Into your room 
I bet it's lined with the things you don't show 
Lay me beside you
Down on the floor 
I've been your lover from womb to the tomb 
I dress as your daughter when the moon comes round 
You'll be my mother when everything's gone
She will always carry on
Something is lost, something is found
They will keep on speaking the name 
Some things change, some stay the same
Keep beckoning to me
Behind that closed door 
The maid and the mother and the crown that's grown old 
I hear your voice coming out of that hole
I listen to you and I want some more 
I listen to you and I want some more 
She will always carry on
Something is lost, something is found
They will keep on speaking the name 
Some things change, some stay the same