Serenades ft. Merrick Winter Lyrics

We'll build a house of bricks

And then a well to fill with water

We'll have a brown-haired son

Although we wished we had a daughter

And as the brick-red fades

His world cascades

Beyond his hopes and serenades

But I stood wishing that his life

Was not too easy

I folded my red dress

To wash my hair in holy water

Reflections drew a face

That once belonged to someone's daughter

And as the picture fades

A tear cascades

Across her hopes and serenades

And I stood wishing that her dreams

Were not too grand

My mother was a field of fall

With eyes as blue as water

She longed to have a son

Made her peace and had a daughter

And as he hands grow cold

Her eyes unfold

There is no joy in growing old

And I stood wishing that her world

Was not so small

And as her laughter fades

Her voice cascades

Right through my hopes and serenades

And I stood wishing there was silence

Where he stands

For he's the rain that keeps on

Watering my hands.