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• Artiste: Chris O'Brien
• Titre: Ocean Stone
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when my baby comes home she got roses in her hair and the weight of the world in her hands and her fingers they are light over ivory so white and it's the music sets her soul to dance so i will play my drum so hard i will open up the skies and let heaven on down to her i'm breaking like the waves you know i'm dragging like the days and i'm smoothing like an ocean stone my baby is an angel she's lying in my bed and i'm watching her sleeping there and her shoulders rise and fall and lord the world, well it seems small and the notes flow through her hair and i will play my drum so hard i will open up the skies and let heaven on down to her i'm breaking like the waves you know i'm dragging like the days and i'm smoothing like an ocean stone i'm smoothing like an ocean stone and when this world has left me jaded and confused i've been burnt and i've been bruised my love speaks softly to me where love is holding on to that little piece of truth when my baby comes home she got roses in her hair and the weight of the world in her hands and her fingers they are light over ivory so white and it's the music sets her soul to dance it's the music sets her soul to dance so i will play my drum so hard tha i will open up the skies and let heaven on down to her i'm breaking like the waves you know i'm dragging like the days and i'm smoothing like an ocean stone i'm smoothing like an ocean stone i'm smoothing like an ocean stone