Anne Murray

There was a child named Bernadette
I heard the story, long ago
She saw the queen of heaven once
And kept the vision in her soul.
No one believed what she had seen
No one believed what she's heard
That there were sorrows to be healed
And mercy, mercy in this world.
So many hearts I find. broke like yours and mine
Torn by what we've done and can't undo
I just want to hold you, won't you let me hold you?
Like Bernadette would do.
We've been around, we fall, we fly
We mostly fall, we mostly run
And every now and then, we try
To mend the damage that we've done.
Tonight, tonight I cannot rest
I've got this joy inside breast
To think that I did not forget
That child, that song of Bernadette.
So many hearts I find, broke like yours and mine
Torn by what we've done and can't undo
I just want to hold you, come on let me hold you?
Like Bernadette would do.
I just want to hold you, come on let me hold you?
Like Bernadette would do...