Trust me I tried to tell you go away from the evening
my only lights oh it is all even still
I understand every word
you ever done for me
a turnip top bright from your hands when it opens
I took a real and empty space for the summer
a golden view atop upon the hill
I wouldn't say it's been the same for me now how long
You ’ve owed a towage you got years before, henceforth
so let this be said haven’t been found
there is one sight for time allowed
but I’ve gone so far now
oh I’ll hold you out
what will I do
If only I knew
I haven't turned a single place since I have been here
I miss the sound coming out from the air
On each side there’s a chair by the window and I
will always stay but never will agree |