Guyamas Sonora

In the hall I heard your faints falling
your trial and my corrections made

You have all the prayers of my loose heart.
You have all the prayers of my

No I was not there on the church stairs.
The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear
No I was not there on the church stairs.
The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear

Me, I wanted, I wanted the right time
Me, I wanted, I wanted the fire in line
Me, I wanted, I wanted the right time
Me, I wanted, I wanted the fire in line