thank you rosanne cash...

Baptise her with bitter tears
'til she knows your pain is real;
Next time you see her on her knees
don't try to make a deal.
Don't stare her into silence
with some frozen point of view.
She's got 44 stories
she wants to tell them all to you.

Welcome her to all your fears
and trust that she will cope.
Give her one day of satisfaction
for a thousand years of hope.
Don't turn to dry your eyes
and lose your chance to look;
She's got 44 stories
she wants to write them in a book.

Wait until your memory clears
then welcome her to roam
the desert of her misspent years
that led you to her home.

Don't hold her up to sunlight
'cause she'll melt into the blue.
Don't make her shout through the static
if you want to hear the truth.

She's got 44 stories
She's got 44 stories
She's got 44 stories
she wants to tell them all to you.