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Gathering The The May Song

I'm waiting for your hands to fold around my wrist I'm mellowing in warm grass and the scent of you I've missed And blue is representing the draft in

Oversættelse: The Gathering. Fra maj Song (Radio Edit).

: I'm waiting for your hands to fold around my wrist I'm mellowing in warm grass and the scent of you I've missed And blue is representing the draft

fat She may bake some brownies today Saying you are welcome back She is another canyon lady Estrella, circus girl Comes wrapped in songs and gypsy shawls Songs

so I can look out for ya And you gon' love what I got for ya Tender lovin' and care, anything your heart could spare Look here, my demeanor may seem

Lord... You sent your son to save us Oh my Lord... Your very self you gave us Oh my Lord... That sin may not enslave usand love may reign once more

tune When the toast is burned And all the milk has turned And Captain Crunch is waving farewell When the big one finds you May this song remind you

, and they gave me a gun, And they marched me away to the war. And the band played 'Waltzing Matilda,' As the ship pulled away from the quay, Amidst the songs

Gather round to hear this tale A story which has grown old Torn of their pride Stars crash and collide The wrecking yard's grown cold They may laugh and