[Lyric] Boon (Sima Cunningham)

I should tell you I should tell you I’ve fallen hard
You don’t seem to be bereaved its just another card
Fallen down, but the face looks concerned
Cause I’ve been thinking every day
About our blessed boon
Carelessly given away
Carelessly given away
I’m just tryin to justify my breathing

I will warn you I will warn you
It’s proven hard
To find an up without a down
And not grow cold
Oh the times they call for a change of life
Cause I’ve been grieving every day
For our blessed boon
Carelessly whittlеd away
Carelessly whittled away