Among the trees I have lain and passed my golden days Among the trees I have spent all my summers in a haze Of lazy afternoons, watching all the rain, as it patterns the verandah, then disappears again.....Come the sun
How I wish I could return to those summers once again How I wish I could just sit in the presence of a friend, Making music or just listening to the birds so far from sight Watching as the dark shades of evening turn to night, Gone the sun.......Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
