[M+L: Ken Hensley]



she came to me one morning 

one lonely sunday morning 

her long hair flowing in the midwinter wind 



I know not how she found me 

for in darkness I was walking 

destruction lay around me 

from a fight I couldn't win 



oh lady lend your hand I cried 

or let me rest here at your side 

have faith and trust in me she said 

and filled my heart with life 



there is no strength in numbers 

have no such misconception 

but when you need me be assured 

I won't be far away