O my love is light as a dove Her skin is fair and dark is her hair And her eyes dart 'round and fall on the ground And her lips move along to an old country song
Down south you will find among the high pines An old liquor store where we danced on the floor O the light on the wall, it brightens the hall But the room in the back is quiet and black
What keeps me alive is the green in your eyes And the sweet distant drone of your voice on the phone Could I hear, in death, your voice and your breath? Could I hear them sounds in life underground?
O how likely she walks among the white stalks And, crane in her neck, she steps 'round the deck Could I bow in the sand to your lily white hand? Can my head gently rest in your lily white breast?
O my love is light as a dove Her skin is fair and dark is her hair And her eyes dart 'round and fall on the ground And her lips move along to an old country songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
