Letra de The Composer

It was a song that I offered
But he scrapped that song for the parts
Because I am the composer's daughter
And he plays the strings of the heart
He takes the things I desire
He took the chords I had claimed
My dross consumed by the fire
My song composed by the pain
Take my will and make it yours
I'm finding joy in the way that my sorrow moves me
I feel it more in the way my heart aches
I'm comforted even in that I know you know me
And I think this is the composer's way
He takes the things I desire
He took the chords I had claimed
My dross consumed by the fire
My song composed by the pain
This song is a second edition
Working in parts of a whole
And now through each painful revision
I sing it is well with my soul