There was a silver tree Down by a river wide That's where we would go To hang our pretty things & watch the wind blow
There used to be a tree Where we took our pretty things We'd hook them by a thread Golden egg lipstick and feathers Pieces of glass, chandelier baubles And empty bottles of wine And watch the light shine through
I'm afraid to forget you I am remembering you You were sparklingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.