Martin Sexton My Maria
Oh my Maria
Seems you got me in your spell once more
Must be there's a storm on the way
You taught me to know when you're near
In your glance
Recall my shady days of youth
Stealing altar wine and microphones
Not so blindly fueling my need
As rock and roll fueled my dreams
You know rock and roll fueled my dreams
Back then you saw me as this child
In great need of the wildest sin
How sweet your grace I stumbled in
And how completely you waved
As I laughed in your face
Oh my Maria
Oh my Maria
How you stood for strength and sanity
Now is there someone poking holes in thee
I see now why you called me near
Maria my song can you hear
I know you see the silence on the sidewalk
And the anger in the street
And the voices of all these children
Coming up to my feet
And we sing your song in vain
As some preacher sees his reign
Come down
Maria
Oh my sweet, Maria
In the silence on the hill
You know I'll be dreaming of you still
Maria, oh my Maria
I sing for my Maria
I sing for my Maria
