Sophia - live from york minster

Oh I have been wondering where I have been pondering

Where I've been lately is no concern of yours

Who's been touching my skin

Who have I been letting

Shy and tired eyed am I today

I'm wounded by dust

All I have been wondering where I have been pondering

Where I've been lately is no concern of yours

Who's been touching my skin

Who have I been letting

Tried and tired eyed am I today

Sometimes I sit, sometimes I stare

Sometimes they look and sometimes I don't care

Rarely I weep, sometimes I must

I'm wounded by dust

When the bell toll, when the bell gon' chime

You better call for your woman up high

And when the bell tolls for your last day

You'll be getting down on your knees to pray

I'm a good woman and I never did say whatever it was that you did that day

I'm not a woman that is going to place claim but you said that it was coming on judgement day

Now Sophia

I'm wounded by dust

When the bell toll, when the bell gon' chime

You better call for your woman up high

And when the bell tolls for your last day

You'll be getting down on your knees to pray

I'm a good woman and I never did say whatever it was that you did that day

I'm not a woman that is going to place claim but you said that it was coming on judgement day

Now Sophia

I'm wounded by dust

Now Sophia