The trees full of new leaves Offering green tears to the earth To be picked and split The tell of green of what's fair and unfair Between the twigs, cassette tape drapes His silent songs let melody loose in layers of heartache
Trees are full, are full of new leaves Offering me, offering green tears Trees are full, are full of new leaves Offering me, offering green tears
Holy song Of all the words he sang Oh, let this one song he sung Be about, be about me
And I was ashamed of my green eyes I cried and I moaned for blue like hers I wish the black dog's eye was not with me day and night I spat apple pips back at the soil [?] the dirt down with the [?] of my heel And wished for another colour to spoil to repeal
Trees are full, are full of new leaves Offering me, offering green tears Trees are full, are full of new leaves Offering me, offering green tears
Holy song Of all the words he sang Oh, let this one song he sung Be about, be about me
I wanna be fine I wanna be Crying I don't wanna be Fine, I wanna be fine I wanna be fine I wanna be Crying I don't wanna be
Out of breath on the playing fields The wind bends a billion blades to a sheet of silver They buckle, then stand straight And for another summer green pours back in onto my plate I grieve without another tear To a new way to see myself for another year
Holy song Of all the words he sang Oh, let this one song he sung Be about, be about me
I wanna be fine I wanna be Crying I don't wanna be (I wanna be) Fine, I wanna be fine I wanna be fine I wanna be Crying I don't wanna be
Trees are full, are full of new leaves Offering me, offering green tears Trees are full, are full of new leaves Offering me, offering green tearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
