Throws a look Blows away She woke up to follow The lapping ocean Is her thing An ever friend Not hollow Her whispers are In the wind Rain for her Just fountains Her garden where The Lovers go No thunder there Not harrow
Just woke up To follow it Throws a look And still The swallows fall Around that face And wonder is for her
Girlchild with the universes in her
With sleepy eyes She throws a look At the passing swallow Nestled in Her candy hair She's never heard Of tomorrow How it filled me How it filled Girlchild Aglow How it filled me How it filled Letting go of sorrowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
