Mary is giving birth
Close your eyes
I may believe that you are just a girl again
Go to sleep tonight
Dream of days
When you have something there to light the way
Remember a holiday in another England town
You slept in a room upstairs on a bed divided down
Mary Skeffington When you wake
You mustn't be afraid to face another day
Think of what you have
You'll get by
You've always been a lady
So hold your head up high Look back
at a home where you spent the best
years of your life
Remember
the man who asked you if you would
be his wife
Mary Skeffington
Close your eyes I may believe that you are just a girl again
Go to sleep tonight Dream of days
When you have something there to light the way