BONE OF MY BONE, FLESH OF MY FLESH
BONE OF MY BONE, FLESH OF MY FLESH
BONE OF MY BONE, FLESH OF MY FLESH
Every love song ever sung harkens back to the first love poem ever
told,
“bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh”
…just see them while they lay under that tree…
you can almost feel Christ on His way to redeem it.
