Some of your honey in my hand And a silver dollar in my shoe Time has never been so kind The naked spring, the weightless songs And the memories of being young And the breath of getting out
And days wanting to stay with him without Keep my green eyes open for what I've been kicking around
I open up the windows now Let the wind right through my country home Let my nose just fly around Then get some rest upon a log Where so many years of leaves did fall Like a bed of all what's been
And days wanting to stay with him without Keep my green eyes open for what I've been kicking around
I leave at night before the dreams are in Can't lay and wait for their unraveling I need my manners, not my wary soul And there's so much kindness in the world
Some of your honey in my hand And a silver dollar in my shoe Time had never been so bold I cut my losses, leave the ground Feel a humming every wheel I turn And the breath of getting out
And days wanting to stay with him without Keep my green eyes open for what I've been kicking around, haTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
