Songtexte: Bread. Bread. You Can't Measure The Cost.

The silken skies that so remind
And mesmerize and finally blind me
The downy softness of herself
Forever lingering behind me

Never ever has there been
Nor will ever be again
One someone to give you love
Tenderness and be your friend
Hanging on till the bitter end

You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
But it's a heavy loss indeed for those in need

I've tried to look inside myself
To find the strength from which to draw from
I turn it inside and I've been trying to see it
From the view she saw from

Since she tried to go too deep
Limitations brought her down
And though I'd like to free her mind
Visitations bring a frown
I gotta find the place she found

You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
But it's a heavy loss to bear when she's not there

Where she is no one seems to know
The silken skies have swallowed her up or so it seems

The morning mist that melts upon the meadow
Brings a touch of sorrow
The one I kissed is all alone
And may or may not know tomorrow

Just an ordinary girl to the ordinary eye
But so much deeper goes the vein
Like the glittering of gold you want to touch
Then you gotta hold

You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost

You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost
You can't measure the cost of a woman lost