Blodwyn

I put away the knife, the chisel, and the saw I've locked away my life behind this old, oak door To make a simple spoon, a token of my love In hope that maybe soon, it's me you're thinking of CHORUS: So take my spoon, Blodwyn Make it soon, Blodwyn The valley knows the way I feel today So take my spoon, Blodwyn Make it soon, Blodwyn Before some other spoon takes you away My life may not be long, was working down below For so much can go wrong, but what else do I know? So take these precious years and make them precious too And say you'll take from me what I will give to you CHORUS