Indian Summer Lyrics
| Song | Indian Summer |
| Artist | Tori Amos |
| Album | From Russia With Love |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Indian summer, fresh mown grass | |
| Girls in the attic looking on them | |
| Indian summer, call me back | |
| Someone tell me there is another way | |
| Is it loud? Is it autumn that you're talking about? | |
| Is it why? Is it lost on what I'm talking about? | |
| Is it just that you can't find a way out | |
| Find another way, teach me how to pray | |
| Indian summer, through the year | |
| On the medicine wheel, call me back | |
| Trap me in between | |
| Somewhere west, somewhere south | |
| It seems these days anything west | |
| Gets the blade, gets wasted | |
| Is it right? Is it real what you're talking about? | |
| Everything that I feel you're talking about | |
| Sometimes I don't know what I'm hearing now | |
| Is there another way? | |
| There is another way, another way to pray | |
| Girls, take your hands like you pray | |
| All over the ground then back on your body | |
| Girls, take your hands like you pray | |
| Through the blades of grass, gently, gently, gently | |
| There is another way, yes | |
| Another way, another way to pray | |
| Indian summer, fresh mown grass | |
| Can you, Mister Bush, light the sage? | |
| Can you, anyone that's listening, find a way | |
| It is clear, it is clear | |
| That we need another way, another way to pray | |
| Do you feel, do you feel now what I’m talking about | |
| Everywhere that I look no one's comin' out | |
| Out with it, what it is what they're feelin' now | |
| There is another way, another way to pray |
| Indian summer, fresh mown grass | |
| Girls in the attic looking on them | |
| Indian summer, call me back | |
| Someone tell me there is another way | |
| Is it loud? Is it autumn that you' re talking about? | |
| Is it why? Is it lost on what I' m talking about? | |
| Is it just that you can' t find a way out | |
| Find another way, teach me how to pray | |
| Indian summer, through the year | |
| On the medicine wheel, call me back | |
| Trap me in between | |
| Somewhere west, somewhere south | |
| It seems these days anything west | |
| Gets the blade, gets wasted | |
| Is it right? Is it real what you' re talking about? | |
| Everything that I feel you' re talking about | |
| Sometimes I don' t know what I' m hearing now | |
| Is there another way? | |
| There is another way, another way to pray | |
| Girls, take your hands like you pray | |
| All over the ground then back on your body | |
| Girls, take your hands like you pray | |
| Through the blades of grass, gently, gently, gently | |
| There is another way, yes | |
| Another way, another way to pray | |
| Indian summer, fresh mown grass | |
| Can you, Mister Bush, light the sage? | |
| Can you, anyone that' s listening, find a way | |
| It is clear, it is clear | |
| That we need another way, another way to pray | |
| Do you feel, do you feel now what I' m talking about | |
| Everywhere that I look no one' s comin' out | |
| Out with it, what it is what they' re feelin' now | |
| There is another way, another way to pray |
| Indian summer, fresh mown grass | |
| Girls in the attic looking on them | |
| Indian summer, call me back | |
| Someone tell me there is another way | |
| Is it loud? Is it autumn that you' re talking about? | |
| Is it why? Is it lost on what I' m talking about? | |
| Is it just that you can' t find a way out | |
| Find another way, teach me how to pray | |
| Indian summer, through the year | |
| On the medicine wheel, call me back | |
| Trap me in between | |
| Somewhere west, somewhere south | |
| It seems these days anything west | |
| Gets the blade, gets wasted | |
| Is it right? Is it real what you' re talking about? | |
| Everything that I feel you' re talking about | |
| Sometimes I don' t know what I' m hearing now | |
| Is there another way? | |
| There is another way, another way to pray | |
| Girls, take your hands like you pray | |
| All over the ground then back on your body | |
| Girls, take your hands like you pray | |
| Through the blades of grass, gently, gently, gently | |
| There is another way, yes | |
| Another way, another way to pray | |
| Indian summer, fresh mown grass | |
| Can you, Mister Bush, light the sage? | |
| Can you, anyone that' s listening, find a way | |
| It is clear, it is clear | |
| That we need another way, another way to pray | |
| Do you feel, do you feel now what I' m talking about | |
| Everywhere that I look no one' s comin' out | |
| Out with it, what it is what they' re feelin' now | |
| There is another way, another way to pray |
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