The Blackest Crow by Katie Martucci Lyrics

The blackest crow that ever flew
Would surely turn to white
If ever I prove false to you
Bright day would turn to night

Bright day would turn to night, my love
The elements would mourn
If ever I prove false to you
The seas would rage and burn

I wish my heart were made of brass
Wherein you might behold
Upon my heart, your name lies wrote
In letters made of gold

In letters made of gold, my love
Believe me when I say
You are the one I will adore
Until my dying day

As time draws near
My dearest dear
You and I must part
How little you know
Of the grief and woe
In my poor aching heart
Each night I suffer for your sake
You're the girl I love so dear
I wish that I was going with you
Or you were staying here