Abigail Adams

Abigail, you will sail the north atlantic
On a merchant ship to paris
How i've longed for your caress

The four years since i've last seen home
I've been here shaking hands, securing loans

I need you here in this house of limestone
This house of limestone

Countries fight and countries fail
But not our love, abigail
History paints but history pales
To our love, abigail

I save each letter that you send
As a way to teach all of the men
The breadth and beauty of your pen

And your poses from stuart back to blythe
Make the roses that are the measure of my life
And i save each letter from my wife

Countries fight and countries fail
But not our love, abigail
History paints but history pales
To our love, abigail