Richard Shindell - On A Sea Of Fleur De Lis lyrics

I adore thee Mother Mary But would you change me back to a witch And let me live in the arms of a sorry old elm Give the gypsy moths a realm of their own For a postman's fee would I work for Thee From that tree would I swoop down and leave A billion blue eggs of eternity And in no time you'd have your own See Don't just stare I mean it, really Hear my prayer I give it freely Are you there Fleur-de-Lis? I adore thee Mother Mary But would you change me back to a witch And let me live in the arms of willow And fly around not wearing a stitch For so long has this room been so hollow We wait at the gate for an echo In the flesh of your newly cleaned frescoes Where Jesus holds John to his breast Wrapped around And rocking slowly No one bound To be so holy In your gown of fleur-de-lis I adore thee Mother Mary But would you change me back to a witch As a witch would I love you more than any man So give a wink, give a nod, but give a damn Be a sport, Mary, and don't tell Dad He need never know how He's been had And never you mind about those seven seals Daddy was a one shot deal One, two, three It could be that easy There we'd be I with my baby On a sea of fleur-de-lis Do-re-mi It could be that easy There we'd be I with my baby On a sea of fleur-de-lis