Paroles de George Harrison
As I walk through forests lovelySapphire stars and sun bleached skies
Looking on a world in wonder
I begin to wonder why
I can't really love you
I can't make you understand
Futile faking, wandering wishbone
Subtle with her scurvy eye
Is my fate to take her with me
Is my fate to leave her dry?
I can't really love you
I can't make you understand
So lost in the numbers
So lost in your wrinkled hands
Futile faking, wandering wishbone
Subtle with her scurvy eye
Is my fate to take her with me
Is my fate to leave her dry?
I can't really love you
I can't make you understand
So lost in the numbers
So lost in your wrinkled hands
KITTREDGE, ADAM WILSON/GREENWOOD, JOCELYN/HENWOOD, PIERS/PYE, BRENDAN ANDREW
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