The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Lyrics by Smiths, The

The Hand That Rocks The Cradle Lyrics

    Please don't cry
    For the ghost and the storm outside
    Will not invade this sacred shrine
    Nor infiltrate your mind
    My life down i shall lie
    If the bogey-man should try
    To play tricks on your sacred mind
    To tease, torment, and tantalise
    Wavering shadows loom
    A piano plays in an empty room
    There'll be blood on the cleaver tonight
    And when darknesss lifts and the room is bright
    I'll still be by your side
    For you are all that matters
    And i'll love you to till the day i die
    There never need be longing in your eyes
    As long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine
    Ceiling shadows shimmy by
    And when the wardrobe towers like a beast of prey
    There's sadness in your beautiful eyes
    Oh, your untouched, unsoiled, wonderous eyes
    My life down i shall lie
    Should restless spirits try
    To play tricks on your sacred mind
    I once had a child, and it saved my life
    And i never even asked his name
    I just looked into his wondrous eyes
    And said : "never never never again"
    And all too soon i did return
    Just like a moth to a flame
    So rattle my bones all over the stones
    I'm only a beggar-man whom nobody owns
    Oh, see how words as old as sin
    Fit me like a glove
    I'm here and here i'll stay
    Together we lie, together we pray
    There never need be longing in your eyes
    As long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine
    As long as the hand that rocks the cradle is mine
    Mine
    Climb up on my knee, sonny boy
    Although you're only three, sonny boy
    You're - you're mine
    And your mother she just never knew
    Oh, your mother ...
    As long ... as long ... as long
    I did my best for her
    I did my best for her
    As long ... as long ... as long as ... as long
    I did my best for her
    I did my best for her
    Oh ...

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