[Verse 1]
I bathe in light and watch the steam whi-spering
perfect milky po--rcelain
It is not me,
my pressed down soul
my pressed down soul
[Chorus]
Henri, Henri,
through you I see
A mother s love, no room for me
[Verse 2]
I gave my sons all that I had
One flew on home, life s bitter seed
The other broke, never a man
He paints me now,
my pressed down soul
[Chorus]
Henri, Henri,
through you I see
A mother s love, no room for me
Oohing:
( )( ) ( )( ) ( )
*Fingerpicking*
[Verse 3]
He paints the gleam of china fine,
the hue of day a sharp white wine
Green lungs that breathe outside my door,
my pressed down soul
my pressed down soul
