She comes creepin’ in just like the fall Ridden a cool melody of an old James Taylor song Raisin the hair on my arms And shooting me straight through the heart
I miss her Carolina kiss Honeysuckle due upon her lips I close my eyes and I remember when she was mine Running her fingers through my hair Summer breeze, smell of clover in the air So pure I could taste the innocence I miss her Carolina kiss
The evening sky is full of stars And though she’s a thousand miles away I can feel her beating heart Breaking it’s way through the night In perfect rhythm with mine
I miss her Carolina kiss Honeysuckle due upon her lips I close my eyes and I remember when she was mine Running her fingers through my hair Summer breeze, smell of clover in the air So pure I could taste the innocence I miss her Carolina kiss
I feel her heart beating in the night In perfect rhythm with mine
I miss her Carolina kiss Honeysuckle due upon her lips I close my eyes and I remember when she was mine Running her fingers through my hair Summer breeze, smell of clover in the air So pure I could taste the innocence I miss her Carolina kiss Yes I do, baby Miss your kissTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
