Paroles de Fever Dream
Some days her shape in the doorwayWill speak to me
A bird's wing on the window
Sometimes I'll hear when she's sleeping
Her fever dream
A language on her face
I want your flowers like babies want God's love
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come
Some days, like rain on the doorstep
She'll cover me
With grace in all she offers
She can't afford to say, like
I want your flowers like babies want God's love
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come
Her fever dream
A language on her face
I want your flowers like babies want God's love
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come
Some days, like rain on the doorstep
She'll cover me
With grace in all she offers
She can't afford to say, like
I want your flowers like babies want God's love
Or maybe as sure as tomorrow will come
BEAM, SAMUEL ERVIN
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