You had it up to here with my west country talk You can hardly understand a word I say The shortest tree around here is a hundred feet tall It's gonna rain today
I try and tell you secrets until my face turns blue I am not getting through to you All the way across the ocean they're gathering their strength again Lining up along the country's length again
This morning I know who you are This morning I know who you are
On the river, the sun is bright gold And the things you try to say to me make my blood run cold But I hold you anyway And we stare into the sun all day
And you're about to leave again, I've learned to read your movements And I'm learning how to read your mind The sun climbs the sky for us, above the Mississippi And I can feel you in my arms but you're hardly even with me
This morning I know who you are This morning I know who you areTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
