Alina

Lyrics: Dorcas Eniola Famurewa Music: Dorcas Eniola Famurewa Hold on dear Alina Joy comes in the morning Darkness comes in seasons But a storm’s rolling in He calls communion You’re in your head This body’s a temple But you don’t need his bread You’re turning a corner And quarreling with your father When you spill the wine Let him call you liar When you’re ripping off all your clothes I’m begging you to feel your body Only heaven knows Your youth won’t wait for you Breaking down all your walls Tell dad I’m not sorry Only heaven knows Your youth won’t wait for you You’ve stood there in silence Now you’re on your feet Take off all the burden They buried it so deep You’re turning a corner Running from the alter Barefoot you’ll go As they hail you a sinner When you’re ripping off all your clothes I’m begging you to feel your body Only heaven knows Your youth won’t wait for you Breaking down all your walls Tell dad I’m not sorry Only heaven knows Your youth won’t wait for you Alina Alina Joys coming in the morning Dripping off the flowers you bloomed Let change bring the storm in Just keep dancing for the moon When you’re ripping off all your clothes I’m begging you to feel your body Only heaven knows Your youth won’t wait for you Breaking down all your walls Tell dad I’m not sorry Only heaven knows Your youth won’t wait for you