We walked on out to the tip of the sound And we roll in the surf like seals there And she sang songs to the dolphins and whales That moved through the deep water We?ll run and laugh till tumble over each other Sprawl in the long grass And you kissed my hand And I wept like I was in heaven Jermyn was born on the fifth of July And she grew like a wild flower Plays with love as a dangerous thing Runs deep as the still water She runs, she laughs, she twists inside of herself To land where she ought too For it?s from on your back You can see straight up into heaven New York in fall and Paris in the springtime All the different places we can go Revolving like the backdrop to a show If I couldn?t live without you To be standing in the places that I didn?t want to go Looking at the faces I never thought that I would know The clearing of the lines for her to step into Thinking of the things that it might mean to you Might me, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, mean to you You could walk on out to the tip of the sound Walk on out to the tip of the soundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
