Still the pulse survives The conscious candour of our conversation Lovely as you are I see the strain, the pain, the degradation Strips of light delightful Either side of bars so thick and wide You hide them with a colourful sigh
Falling at your feet in sheer joy That you are able to receive me like a favourite chair Soaking up the tea as if by magic it'll make me Ever warmer even after you're not here
Could I be a boat for you a while? Could I stay afloat for you and sail in your smile? Could I be a boat for you And navigate this weight for you Could I be a boat for you a while?
You are the yellow flower of my youth The scent of nothing wasted With little left to prove Oh graceful evergreen you take me Over every hill I ever dreamed And others, just illusions Only seeming to be
Falling at your feet in sheer joy that you are able to Receive me like a favourite chair Soaking up the tea as if by magic it'll make me Ever warmer even after you're not here
Could I be a boat for you a while? Could I stay afloat for you and sail in your smile? Could I be a boat for you And navigate this weight for you Could I be a boat for you a while?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
