night (chorus) These days my life is an open book Missing pages I cannot seem to find These days your face In my memory Is in a folded hand of grace against these
? These days my life is an open book Missing pages I cannot seem to find These days your face In my memory Is in a folded hand of grace against these times These
night [Chorus:] These days my life is an open book Missing pages I cannot seem to find These days your face In my memory Is in a folded hand of grace against these
Tercüme: Nanci Griffith. Açık Defteri'nde These Days.