Far it glows Almost certainly a dove Like snow Lying hushed on the lawn So pure It's a relic to be adored Lonesome As the winter sun turns gold
I bear something true In despondent youth It's an harbour view It's a blue moon
Now it goes To that cirrus up above My love To see trees sleeping close
I bear something true In despondent youth It's an harbour view It's a blue moon
I will follow your flow Tidal like a river goes Your flow
I bear something true In despondent youth It's an harbour view It's a blue moonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.