Tekst piosenki:
One apple, one palm fruit, thirty pounds stewed dog-root
Three children play loudly along a sound valley…
Want you to be mine, knowing it's not fine.
No it's not right, now is not the time...
One thing my eyes say,
when they gaze, they gaze upon your gaze upon your light
Let it be right... Let it be right...
Let it be right... Let it be right...
All around me people seem so, they seem so happy
How can they be happy, when they know you aren't with me?
If you could only see the way I, see the way I dance when I'm alone...
You would marry me certainly now, There's no doubting No-o-o-o no...
With all the troubles this world has going...
Take me in your rowboat til' the suns not glowing...
And when the world aint turning I can be your sweet delight
Dodaj adnotację do tego tekstu »
Historia edycji tekstu
Komentarze (0):